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How alone people can feel, and the past of their nightmare. |
| Looking back at this past, I have to regret, Forcing my eyes, To watch my tragic end; I can't come to forget, All the pain and lies; I hope I last, With all that will bend, And the sorrow I met; Look into the black skies, With the eyes you mend, And the life you bet; Not one of your cries, Will the soldiers send. |