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Electric Blue

Electric Blue

Were the World a Perfect Place

Ah, but if the world were a perfect place,
On what ground would I stand?
For I have pined and let my flowers waste
Where others could not strand
I, as the rock upon the coast,
Have stood against the tide
Though, I, in the end, have suffered most
Where the ebb and flow have died
Ah, but if this world were perfect, then
Who for would it perfect be?
As ever the hardships and toils of man
Differ greatly from you to me

(2012)

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