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Wrongs, the trembling moves that fail,
And the timid paths coiled to end in the tail,
At times as banished rights, sunken and dizzy,
Like punished land for not yielding pearls of the seas,
May thine true facades be explored before the bells speak.

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Rights, the verities susurating the real needs,
Light or puzzled paths towards heads,
At times the banished lies reign the peak,
Akin to glints of water, hiding everything  sleek,
May thine true facades be realized by the bells squeak.

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Rhyme scheme: AABBC|DDEEC

Belief Behind:

Not all rights are right, nor are all wrongs lies. The yardbird: balance is the one which will set us free when led right.

Mytho-element:

Every right and wrong has its balanced benefits in the afterlife. It decides where we live, hell or heaven.

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