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Peace on an Island

Better Earth is here
It might be tight for dragonsworth,
But our valley is known for a stillness
A peace of goodwill-
and of love and of Schengen
When duty must call,
let us rapture our men,
And the captives call, Let us in!
A forewill of entainment,
and what goes around,
But our bodies laid bare from the win
And this in fact to our fascists who dream
of our ways-
A thousand even and the tales of law
Kept bright for regret of all violence
Keeping water to hold it-
Our storm
And these are the puzzles of our Lord
Keeping time for the system,
and plain in view
Why the troubadour is here and ours-
Defeating all fascism;
and all oil
And every scream from a woman who knows, of the politics of why of the day did we feel needing fight-
But the peace of our neighbour-
Let him in
Let his thirst be our wail
Til the fascism is known, is called, is identified
Identical sins upon the main chapter
We sing for the valley, for remission-
For reason
And what Türkiye wants in return,
is this- a line to the unfelled, the devil that right-
Of insufficing calls to remiss
And to unexplore and divide
Making discredit our very own country
Inflamed by disculture our own but our valley
This ransom, this time of before
In themes of unseen
As a witness introspect and precluded
Acts to follow our future on hold
It is rain, like this- this filling our deep-
And our hold on the candor
When irving is worship it is thus
Time, fascism, and esteem
Holding the Spirit blue
Setting sail to the dark
Knowing without knowledge
But death
Commending our way-
Such as that is the law
And the beat of a heart hears the news
Letting oil become promise
And taking fiber to just know
Long gone is the courage
And that fascism cascades to the morrow
A depravity win
And the suing of men
For lasts of the maple were here
In this peace- our heaven-made upon this bench
The Crown of the Holiest year
Making such sure is our obvient day
To home, and our reckoning march-
For Heaven