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Peace on an Island

Better Earth is here It might be tight for dragonsworth, But our valley is known for a stillness A peace of goodwill- and of love and of Schengen When duty must call, let us rapture our men, And the captives call, Let us in! A forewill of entainment, and what goes around, But our bodies laid bare from the win And this in fact to our fascists who dream of our ways- A thousand even and the tales of law Kept bright for regret of all violence Keeping water to hold it- Our storm And these are the puzzles of our Lord Keeping time for the system, and plain in view Why the troubadour is here and ours- Defeating all fascism; and all oil And every scream from a woman who knows, of the politics of why of the day did we feel needing fight- But the peace of our neighbour- Let him in Let his thirst be our wail Til the fascism is known, is called, is identified Identical sins upon the main chapter We sing for the valley, for remission- For reason And what Türkiye wants in return, is this- a line to the unfelled, the devil that right- Of insufficing calls to remiss And to unexplore and divide Making discredit our very own country Inflamed by disculture our own but our valley This ransom, this time of before In themes of unseen As a witness introspect and precluded Acts to follow our future on hold It is rain, like this- this filling our deep- And our hold on the candor When irving is worship it is thus Time, fascism, and esteem Holding the Spirit blue Setting sail to the dark Knowing without knowledge But death Commending our way- Such as that is the law And the beat of a heart hears the news Letting oil become promise And taking fiber to just know Long gone is the courage And that fascism cascades to the morrow A depravity win And the suing of men For lasts of the maple were here In this peace- our heaven-made upon this bench The Crown of the Holiest year Making such sure is our obvient day To home, and our reckoning march- For Heaven