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Jun 3
If there's a place for shaking,
shivering hands,
worried minds,

If there's a home to dying,
a countdown to your end,
no one beside you,
at your very last breath

If there's a place that welcomes the running,
hiding from the fear,
one where rest is allowed,
and the tired can close their eyes

If there's a place that starts it all,
the fires and the rage,
the one that ruins it all,
shattering in it's disgrace

If there's a place that does it all,
I truly hope
it would be
our world
Written by
Vivian  F/Behind the screen
(F/Behind the screen)   
     Jon York and Peter Gareth
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