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Owen Tromans
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This View
Put your hand in my hand There's a view I want you to see The city edge spread out below The frontier of its victory And the ground on which we stand Has become sacred to me The lights beneath like a shore I know The ebb and flow of a century
And if this turns out to mean nothing If this is all a line in the sand At least we could say we saw some beauty And that we tried to understand
Juliana, it's all darkness And we're trying to find our way
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