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Suppose a world without humility

Freedom without peace

A resident uncivilized

A world without me,

A story never-ending

Boring without thee

Unlike a storming sea

Sometimes spirited away

But a whirlwind carried anonymously,

"Let be the heavens known

And yet hells forgotten",

For what purpose is this studied

Reasons are but untold

Verily out there somewhere, the truth lies.