The buildings cracked
With yesterdays rain
And stories of travellers are never told again
And it is youth
That I forget
And it is you that will remember all of it
And you'll hunt
Like a tiny soldier
In the night
Who lost everything
To nothing
But his desire to pick a fight
Who lost everything
For no other reason
But defending his own life
And the building cracks
Become a part of the building.
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