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This Night.
Tears up above, into red clouds unite,
Like the Niagara, falls this night.
Our grime behold is like Jericho tough
We rid ourselves with our very own blood.
Despite hell, we have not fawned
nor fallen deep,
Nor unto Fear have pledged our knees.
Let Guns be guns, Our Hate be hale
Our moment's Beast dies not today.
O.O.Oluwole.
Like the Niagara, falls this night.
Our grime behold is like Jericho tough
We rid ourselves with our very own blood.
Despite hell, we have not fawned
nor fallen deep,
Nor unto Fear have pledged our knees.
Let Guns be guns, Our Hate be hale
Our moment's Beast dies not today.
O.O.Oluwole.
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