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(22-11-55 / Malaysia)

Song Of The Dead

If you happen to pass my little mount,
Open your heart to its silent sound,
Hear my hollow forgotten song,
Of cruelty, injustice and all that wrong.

Hidden now in a thick overgrowth,
Scattered skeletons my only remain,
Echoing voices of distant pain,
Refused to be washed by summer rain.

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