The semi-darkness and solitude will vanish
I will serve alone within myself even thought I am not my own
Before wounded knees everything opens
Flowers and thoughts, stories of justice
Wanton skulls and eras without rest
God will punish me I know
But in the cramp of passion
I will not be broken by those absent
We danced the whole day
The solitude anew embraced by valleys
Above the springhead
And sin to people
I get scared to be
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