Strangers
There were strangers at our door
Had we wanted, we could have prevented
Madness from presenting war
But they pushed as I saw,
You did your best to stop
No illusion now my dear
They are real,
Harbouring fear.
Rest for a while
Come close
I promise in Heaven we shall hide and lock the door.
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