Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
all we desire is a new hopedespair's a word for tired folkwe pay out greater lengths of ropeall we desire is a new hopeeach of us has learned to copewe've cast off every heavy yokeall we desire is a new hopedespair's a word for tired folk
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