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“Halt who goes there,” said the guard
“We are citizens of Europe” they replied
“Stand and deliver your documents
For without, you must be denied”
Making strangers of neighbours and friends
Misunderstanding the way of the world
Where two-way streets in freedom meet
With joyful flags unfurled
Where once they stood together as one
Now split by a custom-made wall
No longer deciding the way of the game
They had dropped their part in the ball
“Halt who goes there,” said the guard
“We are citizens of Europe” they replied
Made to look small in spite of their size
They returned to their prosperous side
Well that’s how it turned in the end
Where the little gave greatness away
No longer the banner or part of a planner
Small island that once won the day
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