Strong wind ripes off the leaves.
Out off trees already there to die.
The wrath of gods we will never come to know
Unfolds its power on harmless birds.
Life will go on here and there
Under the sun and lives of countless human beings
Each one of them unique but doomed to be neglected.
Out off trees already there to die.
The wrath of gods we will never come to know
Unfolds its power on harmless birds.
Life will go on here and there
Under the sun and lives of countless human beings
Each one of them unique but doomed to be neglected.
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