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Foolish games are often played
at the cost of utopia and better days
A lesson learned; a hope dismantled.
A home that is broken completely embattled
The indignant downpour of rain it seems
Washed away all things unclean
Leaves floating out in the water.
Searching for the shore that is broader
A place for life to begin again
One where there is no ilk of men
Timeless days are yet to come
Healing now those times are done.
Much Love Much Life