It is covered by antiquity
Abandoned, the grass has grown
The soil is broken
Like the heart of the viewer
Fractured by the awakening disaster
But, despite of the broken ground,
Behind the calamities around,
The sky remains blue
And the clouds remain the same
Though the things below may fade
Though the rivers may turn into gray
The Heaven will remain the same above!
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