passaleth: I'm sick of it
passaleth: I'm sick of it: "Let the battles of men Be vanquished and settled Warmongers relenquish your murderous fettle Let every mother Clutch her son to her bosom D..."
It is all around us. Beauty, love, war, politics, religion, illness, homelessness tragedy, joy and sorrow. It must all make sense to someone?
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