Hand's and Thousand Voices
under the cloud
when the rain and their smoke living
chance love surronderity behind
any life... any stories to take hiring
at the grand canyon
summer night with star light
our desperated beginning
only life will be appart
by sort time
or only long term window of world
in the night not a game
i suppose take care the other blood
thank's to be god
thank's to be our land
always warning by they are claws
give the winning without reasons
because a scare off to you
because the air is gone
we need the land to be life
together with emerald and you.....
the reason to maked a life
Pandu_Widianto
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