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March 26th, 2010
Over the hills
And moors of green
There is a sigh of sadness.
The storm has come
And ravaged land
Beyond all recognition.
The gaping wounds
Reveal the earth
As tears fall from the sky.
Many lives
Were lost as well
Oh hear the widow's keen.
Creatures weep
They mourn as well
For all that has been lost.
The sun returns
To heal the wounds
Of hearts and lands alike.
Over the hills
And moors of green
There is a sigh of gladness.
And moors of green
There is a sigh of sadness.
The storm has come
And ravaged land
Beyond all recognition.
The gaping wounds
Reveal the earth
As tears fall from the sky.
Many lives
Were lost as well
Oh hear the widow's keen.
Creatures weep
They mourn as well
For all that has been lost.
The sun returns
To heal the wounds
Of hearts and lands alike.
Over the hills
And moors of green
There is a sigh of gladness.
Published 8th Apr 2011
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