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varuskunnan paukkeet kuuluu tänne asti :S

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Her hair stands on end
as she screams in fright
this child is going to die tonight.

She runs as tears they fly
into the darkened midnight sky
the crows they follow as they fly.

She turns her head
her eyes show so much fear
as she realizes the monsters are here.

She trips and her face hits the grownd
as she starts to leave a trail
but the poor childs so frail.

Everything has died away
no one knows what hapened that day
to the child that ran away.

You hear her stories now and then
but their only whispers in the wind
the poor child commited not a sin.

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