Wednesday, 5 November 2025

Kaia

It's quiet here now, after years of the need, my face smooth as snow, can still see the place, where praise be, our lives will be saved, arrived on the blow, to this shiny new sea, it's done now you know, grant us the days, please help me to see, the good in my ways, men with barren tones, say have one on me, I've been here before, they plead for a stay, for only one reason, to me it’s the same, in this new dawn, bells ring expessively, no one lies at home, all as it should be.

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