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I wonder if another verse is needed..? |
| Thinking in our reasoned light No answer blocks our say. Running from towards the night, We carry on our way. In our gloried human right We worship sun and day, Spurning thoughts revealing light And carry on our way. Heedless in our hopeless height, The heretics we flay. Running downwards in the night, Our golden glory gray. Through cold fog and blighted sight We barely see the ray. Truthful and forgiving light; We tarry on our way. |