Passing the grazed glaciers
The lowlands of Eden
A spec for freedom
But for not of heart’s failure!
A tide emits from the dark
When humans iridescence;
Incandescence!
The ocean that marks!
Whence here,
Forged for fulfillment,
Alike and now to peers
Dark tides.
Of collaboration does beauty such create?
A symbol more than tacit might
Among rights; this must be freedom
A daunting for others, it might be most irate!
For most, it must be more,
Of a whole; it must be stern.
Propagated by all, allowed in stall
Freedom is seen, assured for to gleam.
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