Sunday, September 1, 2013

My soul a refugee

Each grain of sand
A fallen star
A moment of eternity
Here we stand
Come from afar
To sail the sea
To foreign lands
Free from kings and czars
My soul a refugee 
Fleeing a baren wasteland

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