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Empty
Held within our hands
Empty in all the lands
Compassion is all but gone
Love is but an old song
The birds have flown away
Never to whistle their lullaby in future days
And the flowers grow no more
Dead inside their homes
Empty in all the lands
Compassion is all but gone
Love is but an old song
The birds have flown away
Never to whistle their lullaby in future days
And the flowers grow no more
Dead inside their homes
Published 10th Aug 2013
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10th Aug 2013 3:16am
