Endless days and night
Endless hours that strike...
Stories begin without any endings,
and happiness now got a new meaning.....
The voice you can hear, laughs no more,
the voices tell you life that breaths no more...
Remember the valley you heard that lived, is now a desolate land…
where shadows hover childhood, while they seek asylum.
They look at the canvas with disgust and hatred and speak not of dreams they believed.
Now fear lives in that valley,
the fear of independence ... that which is a distant dream!
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