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loneliness
She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers...
She's the color of our soil,
The real definition of nature.
she...
She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers...
She's the color of our soil,
The real definition of nature.
she...
