Words are in my soul
But they evade escape.
They must be in fear of
Seeing the world.
They are words of Truth.
They have power.
Power to free.
Power to captivate.
Power to change history.
One day soon, I pray,
These words shall view
All the world
In all their Truthful glory.
Until that day,
These words will remain
Dwelling along the corridors
Of a mending soul.
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