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Jan 9
I come from where the drums beat,
Where the pulse sounds
And the hearts beat just a strong.

I come from where the voices shout,
Where they echo deep in the ground
And the blood runs like a river heading for sea.

I come from where the dead do not tread,
Where angels and demons cease to be,
And the people are built of sky and ground.

I come from where the ether begins,
Where imagination and reality are one,
And the souls run free.

I come from where dragons fly,
Where the battle cries have ceased,
And the people know war and peace.

I come from the grave,
Where my kin have fallen,
And I wait for my release.
Written by
Jena T  30/F/Germany
(30/F/Germany)   
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     K, Jamadhi Verse and Thomas W Case
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