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Nov 2016
Where was i dear friend when they took you?
Where was i? Where was i?
Where was i when they sounded the trumpet?
Where was i? Where was i?

How did they conquer you?
How did they? How did they?
How did they rise again?
How did they? How did they?

I sent them to the abyss?
Yes i did.
I locked them up in hades?
Thought i did.

Do not let them take you far,
Trace the sound of my cry.
Do not trust a thing they say,
Return next to me and lie.

We will watch the stars again,
We will, we will.
We will draw faces from the moon,
We will, we will.

How much have they asked to ransom you?
Tell me, tell me.
I will do all i can to get it through?
Certainly, certainly.

Beneath the stars i lie alone,
In the valley of sorrow;
So much pain within my bone,
You are nowhere to fill this hollow.

Is there a place where you will be waiting,
For me to come set you free?
Or should i just sit here and wait,
For you to come to me?

I will cry no more but sing songs of the victor,
Maybe shall your captives faint at the sound.
Or maybe the shackles on your limbs be broken,
And in the vision of my eyes shall you be found

I will hold on to the memories of our past,
I will, yes i will.
May your face and the laughter not fade fast,
Be still, yes be still.
uzzi obinna
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uzzi obinna  35/M/Brisbane, QLD Australia
(35/M/Brisbane, QLD Australia)   
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