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The crows are going
  to rise up
over the black asphalt
  city skyline

singing into the
  blood red sky
   hearts crowned
    with fire and hope

flying high and free
   flying over
     the mountain tops

singing of the
   promised land

singing for the dead
   but not forgotten

singing words
  of flame
    and poetry

singing for
   freedom
     and unity
Wherever life plants you,
bloom with grace
I don't know what will happen
In the world of tomorrow.
So today, I'll do my best
With the time I've borrowed
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