I left my country
Where political storms rage,
Seeking new stories
Blast from the Past:
As clouds slowly eat the retreating sun,
I lay on the summer grass.
My eyes clothes to this tumultuous world
For just a little while
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I left my country
Where political storms rage,
Seeking new stories
Blast from the Past:
As clouds slowly eat the retreating sun,
I lay on the summer grass.
My eyes clothes to this tumultuous world
For just a little while