Battleships shoot their canon
Knowledge in our mind
Ten days, 2 hours of silence
Loosen tie means our freedom
White shirts turn to brown
Last night spent with all our heart
Open arms and falling tears
Memories flashed fast
Hoped and prayed we'll meet again
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Poesía"Pull an all nighter" they said, "It'll be fun" they said...
