Sep 2020
green hedges tower over,
grey stone boxes in.
there is no way back home:
this is the price of sin.
grey stone boxes in.
there is no way back home:
this is the price of sin.
we are all lost in the maze of life
all around us are the sounds of strife
all around us are the sounds of strife
(Narnia)
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