Forging your spears with blood from our hearts,
Scorning not lust but derision
Which mission in life shall die in my hands ?
Strong are the stems of Nasturtium
Calling the winds for a knowledge untaught,
Which passion shall never disturb thee ?
Which mission in life shall die in my hands ?
Strong are the stems of Nasturtium
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