Dried saliva
Spirit returned to the former old self
Cracks in the tongue
I become like a corpse
Heavy sweat
Dug in the dirt to find water
If this torment
Not Changing, O God
For your mercy in the afterlife
Groans graduated from internal
Screams above the sound of silence
If wrote that me death
Paradise is my resting place
My eyes looking to the clouds
Just I found shadow Darling
She was waiting
At sunset time
to Underestimate my fears
When I woke up... found just a dream

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My family
My community
My country
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