May I cry for a silent minute.
Lost feelings have found space.
Gone to the winds last song.
Meadow larks fly to a lost place.
Our planet fallen, from GODS grace.
Goes onward into timeless space.
Let me find lost songs of yore.
A whistle blows, by the church door.
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