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I yearn for the ground
The buildings that were once lived in now dead
Like the poets
Laughter echoes through the cracked walls
In a place we shouldn't be in
Soon children..soon
Nobody knows what i see
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I yearn for the ground
The buildings that were once lived in now dead
Like the poets
Laughter echoes through the cracked walls
In a place we shouldn't be in
Soon children..soon
0 Kudos
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