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Wednesday, 17 October 2012

All that's Inbetween


All that’s in Between

A bird glides down, onto a body
Looks around, soldiers dying
You,  me the family tree
and all that’s in between

Bird glides down
Onto a tank

Through a bank and the mortar fire
Who is who and who is killing what

A bird glides down
Snow in the mountains
People are living
Peacefully on there own

You will start anything
All that’s in between











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