As I look upon these serene lands,
And as the single black feather lays in my hands
A treasured bittersweet memory of the past,
I hang on tight, hoping that it will last
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As I look upon these serene lands,
And as the single black feather lays in my hands
A treasured bittersweet memory of the past,
I hang on tight, hoping that it will last
The sun beat down on my skin, my tattered clothes showed parts of skin that where exposed to it's harmful rays. My bare feet sunk into the ground, their angry screams echoed behind me, encouraging me...