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Sing by the light of the Moon
Nothing and no one stays secret for long The weak are the weak and the weak feed the strong Life is not endless and right is not wrong For soon we are here and sooner are gone These are the thoughts that plague us at night We battle for peace and we struggle for life We walk in the dark and we pray for the light We stare blind in our heavenly sight There are no mistakes and few correct answers We try to divide the runners from dancers Then work to discern the healing from cancers And sing by the light of the moon
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