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Sacristy

Sacristy has never told me
It has never beheld me
It will never tell me
My mind is my sacristy.
 
Blinded by light, and i still stand
Held in the might, of no ordinary man.
No man at all have ever felt so tall
As man who stands as one
 
Many scream, can it be done, can it be done
Not unless the men find one, and can a man find one
Or he will find some, and if he finds some,
Selfish he becomes and what is left, but a big birds nest
That’s filled with treasures, and empty measures.
 
So men find one, and lift your brothers
Find one and hold and show the others.
 
Live one and hold your hearts

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