My Last Journey...

In the battle of life

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 Picking all stones of light

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 Moving slowly to painting volley

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 I rode alone to my last journey

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 The sun is bright high in sky

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The lavishing sand sticking to hard

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In the midst of graving autumn

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My family my land all left behind

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Their love made me the silent bear

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I stand around the lacking morning

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Wished for rain but it was so cold

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Winters came with burning night

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Leaving the hope of death and life

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I hereby drank the last wine

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Scorching sound of blue nightingale

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The jackals making the growing alarm

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I got the love of a beautiful angle

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Made me dauntless of deadly Barney

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I fought harshly all the big mile

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The shield of love made me colored

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I now walk with all my feeling

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A small step to my LAST JOURNEY………………………