dear mr sun-core
hold
and let the handshake speak
i know your lenses are blind to kailondo’s staff
i know your wavelength is deaf to kailondo’s voice
but hold
innocent blood queries my throat
please field marshall
please president of next world
please chief justice of injustice
hold
touch wood
grant the insane your sanity
grant the cocoa your freedom
grant the unborn your hope
please mr sun-core
hold
and let the handshake speak
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