The earth is still,
and I am still against it,
staining her soul with my resentment,
but still, she stays patient.
There is hope for me,
but she’s the only one who can see it.
The earth is still,
and I am still against it,
staining her soul with my resentment,
but still, she stays patient.
There is hope for me,
but she’s the only one who can see it.
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