Gustavson
Fear like the pain of growing
setting off the thu-nderstorm
The alter-natives being the borders and betweens
of confusion and reformation
Fear like the lonely glooming
dimming the sun and the fixed-stars
The alter natives being the borders and betweens
of the chilly plains and darkness
Fear like pleas of forgivness doomed
dulling the nimble em-otions
The alter-natives being the borders of
the evil being and the new, with no in-betweens
Fear like love perishing
Gropingly trying the sides of death
The alternatives being escaping or
praying for the words of God
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