The river seems so endless, cannot be,
too little time I say it wasn't me,
Look up above and you will see
the glory of the sky protecting me . . .
In a place where everyone wanted to heed
the array of his unending query
they began to bleed.
it wasn't my call ,
but it is yours to keep
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