fallen soldiers
moon drops
story of freedom
ridiculously a tragedy
yet nobody is free
greet runs in a path of glamour
like fog in a swamp faces vapor
faraway in wish of kiss, shot his innocent hope
Being a toy in a war game
Conjugating in a wave
Rain in mother tears
Once all had shimmers as child
Once grow up lives hand over to strange fame
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