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A WALK THROUGH THE DESERT
Skin of my foot is torn
Battered and Baffled, ahead of the thorns
Nobody stretched an arm
But did many harm
I felt a warmth of my mother's bosom
With regret tears began to blossom
I remembered the days of love
When I flew...
Battered and Baffled, ahead of the thorns
Nobody stretched an arm
But did many harm
I felt a warmth of my mother's bosom
With regret tears began to blossom
I remembered the days of love
When I flew...
