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Tide Shift
What are those fangs in your flesh?
Why are those teeth of fear
Gnawing in?
What are those words that you
Wouldn't hurt a fly?
Like the promise of a lower tax and
A higher pay.
Could even
An unbroken wall
Ever keep at bay
This tide on the rise
The river
Behind a breaking wall
The dam that is you.
Where's all the courage of tomorrow?
The courage to take a stand and
Not to break.
I can whisper it to you.
It was spent ahead of time by the
Scare of today.
And floodgates will soon open.
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