In This Cruel World:
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In this cruel world of constant suffering,
We need to keep on creating something
That is pure, precious and transcendent:
Something that can evoke great wonderment.
We poets possess that higher power:
That can transform wastelands into flowers.
We adore the magic of creation.
We can be guiding lights of salvation.
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