One day the bullets of war made a sad song
And so I became displaced against my will
I ran into Exile where thousands came along
Memories of a sad war that nothing can fill
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The gray hue of the fog.... a big 10++++++++
Thanks Bernard, may God bless you for your kind words.
Thanks once again..kindly read ''Everlasting word.