"Whether we wound or are wounded, the blood that flows is red. You can't even call it a path, so feeble and narrow is that tube. The prejudices that cause people to fear each other, the battle over blood... They can be slipped through so easily. Much clearer than some illusion from a pipe dream, I can see the continuing path toward's the sun."
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"To wound... or to be wounded, red blood flows.
Whatever path can't be said... so narrow, that tube.
The fear from prejudiced views... the blood that washes blood from battle... so easily flow out
More than painted illusions from a pipe dream,
Surely can be seen, the continuing path toward the Sun"
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