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Tranquil Duty
A new wind will blow
Faces in its untimely vest
Whom do we know by which to trust ?
A quaint walk along a solemn pier
The call of the wild through an attentive ear
A full blast from it's delicate taste
In a fervor to want yet refuse to waste
We sifted through shutters amidst the plains
With granite topping and insane fetters
The want of a need yet a hero's game
A place to rest assured no covet blame
In immense Cedar peril left unclean
A somber mood of tranquil duty left abode
A tear drop fell from it's scale
