Vivaciously valorous, as the breeze that turned into a storm, He is the leader, firm and clear, standing for the nation, Uniequivocal, it’s their land, it belongs to them, He is the leader, resolute to protect his nation. Crippled promises, worthless advices, words without action, Nothing defying, to stop this Trojan and his people. Retreat
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As dry as the soil that yearn, As dry as the paper in my diary; Longing to quench it’s thirst, In agony
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It gleams, it declares, it’s not over, The colours it spread, The vibrancy it disperse, it’s not ever, Ever ending, my friend.
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Inside a cotton bed, with my eyes closed Sleeping was a tiny piece of your life Like a pearl inside the oyster
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