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Seeking Haystacks: When we come to it

When we come to it
We, this people, on this wayward, floating body
Created on this earth, of this earth
Have the power to fashion for this earth
A climate where every man and every womanCan live freely without sanctimonious piety
Without crippling fear When we come to it
We must confess that we are the possible
We are the miraculous, the […]

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