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This life and world we live in has had the long-unspoken joy


Of breeding its inhabitants as cold and cruel, but coy


 


Each snake with heart of ice among us, each vulture that is bred


May go to some great lenght to see that timid mice are dead


 


Yet, the long-forgotten story is different, you may find


The world made only children who were gentle, fair, and kind


 


This long-beloved melody has forever been unsung


In the dusty, barren corners of our memory, it's hung


 


The long-uncasted shadow of the world we left behind


Only rotting apparitions of the gentle, fair, and kind


 


This long-unwanted world we have, that is now claimed as ours


Is desolate and yearning to relinquish its new scars


 


One day our long-lost world will restore its self anew


And wake up to a shining day of sunbeams and sweet dew


 


The long-beloved melody thus begins to chime


Though it is not strong enough to reverse the hands of time


 


The long-rewritten book of our ever-chaning world


The pages flipping, lightning fast, the future now unfurled


 


I cannot say what it shall be, but something will unwind


The time is coming closer, for the gentle, fair, and kind


 


This brilliant day of days is coming closer, faster still


The glory and the splendor of the sun is sure to thrill


 


A long-unshown light of sorts, a beacon of the mind


Is calling out in rapture to the gentle, fair, and kind


 


The snakes and vultures, all wicked things,, are quickly weeded out


These abominations, the world is surely best without


 


The day has finally come when the world is not confined


By darkness, but rather, by the gentle, fair, and kind

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