They leave us so the way we look
The word hand in hand
In every human soul
When you are the solitary
The people know what the land knows
My deep affection
In love with their chains
Poured thee without stint
Had come to a troubled halt
Suppressing your fantastic fears
The depressed
A hibernating language
Can someone who hasn't worked the earth love it?
My heart had been lost under layers of snow
Shadows
With self with life
I eagerly seek a jointed sky above
Often rebunked yet always returning
It gave bad dreams and broken sleep
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