Before
Before The Clock Ticked
Roses Were Blue
The Affection Covered The Palestinians
And Jews
The Power Rained On Respect And Crude
Invention Of Projectiles Split Blood
Tainted Roses Red As Love Fled
Now We Have Thorns, Protecting The Rose
As Love And Love Still Oppose!
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