He came, a bedroll and
a cooking pan hoisted on
his shoulder; he was looking
for that peace, a reason to obey
those who said they had
the rule over him.
OBEDIENCE
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He came, a bedroll and
a cooking pan hoisted on
his shoulder; he was looking
for that peace, a reason to obey
those who said they had
the rule over him.