my blood, my skin, my veins, my bones vibrating
cause my lungs they keep on trying to breathe in
more than the dust these cities are giving to me
I am bleeding out in these grey concrete streets
the rain will come to wash away my pain
taking back the fire, remembering my sisters that were killed in the flames
my tears drop down soaking into the dry earth
the seeds will grow, the wilderness will rise
a storm will come and I will float away
spread out my wings, I will feel something I'll be free
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