Story

This story we should tell
These lies we should erase
When the tears of our tear drops
What other word is to be said
What other soul is to be made bare
I wish I could promise you joy
And heal the scars unknown
How am I to know the bidding before me
I’m just a stranger in this land unknown
And the first thing I see is tears on teardrops

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