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You say everything’s been written
And everything been said
We shouldn’t speak anymore
It's useless to write some more
But if instead we are new prophets
Sent to remind manhood
The world belongs to God
And if the world drowns off
In the mud of inky well
And Scribes and Pharisees
Roar in the vanities
Then we’ll still howl our dreams
Writing down all our visions
And against their arsenals
We will unfold our verses.
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