Friday, June 24, 2005

Everyone feels...

Every eye sees it's own special vision
Every ear hears a most different song
In each man's troubled heart, an incision
Would remain a unique, shameful wrong.

Stranger finds here in human guise
than reside in the valleys of Hell
But goodness, kindness and love arise
in the heart of the poor beast, as well.

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