Canada
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The sun shines forever
Sweet smell in the wind
Still, quiet.
Waves crash against the rocks
But are silenced, by that of the quiet talk of the people.
The Grass is wet with dew
Best leader Mackenzie King?Particles are decaying?Function of p?Mussolini?Oh god, help me I'm dying! :)
I never told them there's a devil in me
It first grabbed hold in the trenches
Only for an instant did I feel it’s caress
A brief rage engulfed my senses
I am Kayla Aleta Canada. The name Kayla means pure and beloved. Aleta means truthful, derived from Alethia, the Greek goddess of truth. Yeah, my last name’s Canada, but no, I’m not from Canada. My ancestors are actually from Ireland.
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Maple leaf flapping in the wind.
Gray covering the sky.
A place I don’t understand.
Languages I never heard before
I crossed the border.
Freshwater mist
On my face.
