Prehistoric and
Nearer past to later past,
Not solitary;
The train leads to cavered van,
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Sleeping territory never to see; Woman crying for lost child, Brother buries brother, Son is dead and father carries him With all slow steps, Hungry and orphan baby crawling, Crawling for food close upon A thousandmiles in the desert, Fainted world ain't so good To have feelings for.....................// where is the world trying to see.....
Birds of peace will not fly, The kingdom, As long as you swallow it; It is Prehistoric. // superb and excellence of expression; greatly penned
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Sleeping territory never to see; Woman crying for lost child, Brother buries brother, Son is dead and father carries him With all slow steps, Hungry and orphan baby crawling, Crawling for food close upon A thousand miles in the desert.....lovely