Devious fires everywhere
winds of wreak blowing here and there
I'm looking for something's that is already lost
all I can do is keep my fingers crossed.
The flower that once bloomed has faded now
the ones who promised once have broken their vow
the light that lead
is already dead.
The lovely trees have been weeping
and silence has created its impact on twittering birds
every person has run out of words.
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