A House Divided
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we will never find salvation
we never learn from our mistakes
a dark shadow follows us
we wander the same blind alleys
we court the same dead-end dreams
the same self-deceptions
our soul is a house divided
utopian fire and the thirst for peace
are quenched by avarice
we conjure redemptive gods
to raise us from despair
their only answer is to look within
meanwhile a universal clock tics
empty stars shine down
upon a house that cannot stand
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