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The Land of Gold

October 7, 2012

 

THE LAND OF GOLD

 

DO NOT TOUCH ME,

DO NOT EVEN THINK,

MY DEAR FRIEND;

IF YOU FOLLOW ME

DON’T ASK ANYTHING.

I LONG FOR A LAND,

 

THE LAND OF GOLD,

WHERE ME EYES

RESTING IN PIECE ,

WHICH IS SO OLD,

WHERE MANY DIES

OF THE SPIRIT DESEACE.

 

LISTEN TO  THE WHISPER

WHICH FLOWS AROUND,

WITHIN THE NATIONS,

ALL OVER LIKE A RIDER

ON THE WIND : THE SOUND

OF MOURNING CROATIANS.

 

 

 

 

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