There is a rare feeling called "patience"
pinch it, make it suffer, it woun't revenge itself
maybe it rejoices, but most often suffering is all it can
this drop of celestial tears cries its way through time
yes, the laments sounded for centuries
still, pinch it and it sings like a chime
this rarity never made a stir, never warred
not many met it outside legends and myths
That is, turn that second cheek and there it is
brought out like a rose bud grows into a flower
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