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Words feed themselves
VASSALLO
ALFRED
POET
BEYOND NO MEASURE
Out of the noises of war
and the disruption of life
Into the weakness and the poverty and the limitless peace.
Out of human bondage
and their tedious life
Into the joy of the spirit’s release.
Their loss and their grief belong to us beyond no measure.
Confidence has been broken
Hopes crushed forever,
The hosts of evil have conducted their own pleasure,
Help us and trust
Belief is the proper way.
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