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The gathering
Let us gather all of you
rain, tears, waters of this earth
come and become the truth we fear
and never shall we doubt you again
To your mother of color blue
tell her to gather plus death
we will not leave anyone stranded
not for them to go through any pain.
Gather your urges and those with no clue
turn all stones, the ground please unearth
ignore the bias in judging all
it is same home that houses tears and rain.
So when I tell you all to come
bring along the sunlight, darkness and dew.
Ruddapoet
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