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--Gerald England There are 16 million shades of grey There is no black There is no white You have to draw your own line It may or may not be straight There are always mitigating circumstances Judgment can only be based On passed-down wisdom and self-experience Stopping to take stock Is not an option You can never find yourself You can only conform or differ From each perceived image The cataracts of common sense Can never be removed Focusing on reality’s a fallacy

Do You Fear the Wind? By Hamlin Garland Do you fear the force of the wind, The slash of the rain? Go face them and fight them, Be savage again. Go hungry and cold like the wolf. Go wade like the crane. The palms of your hands will thicken. The skin of your cheek will tan. You'll grow ragged and weary and swarthy. But you'll walk like a man!