like the hum of a bird
the call of the sea
the face in the clouds
the whisper of the trees
over the mountains
behind every storm
find your place
and call it your home
the place where we rest
till new days adew
cry for the angels
and we'll come for you.
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Kanda says:
YOU IDIOT!