I feel the Mud between my toes as I walk along your soft green earth. I am mere child seems to understand your pain and the shameful destruction of your soul. Nothing but love have you shown your children, nothing but pain was recieved. You cried much lately and we pretend to know not why. We pretend to think you don't exist, but we know. We know how we hurt you and how we should love you, but we ignore your cries for help. In every sound thats made, in every move you make, we hear your sweet, sweet lulliby with every step we take...
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