The Wanderers

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By An Vedi

The ground under our feet Turned into the dirt We go away, away from the desert We had sufferings, We had no shelters, We were ill We had deaths, We wanted to be killed, But we`re going to the (To the) Freedom of life, We just want to be live, Nobody can drive Us from the place Where we'd be safe Our tears have dried out, Our smiles have disappeared, We just want to stay in human form, Please, don`t leave us, We aren`t animals, Please, safe us. We want to live, Please, pass us on your land! We`ll storm it for the Freedom of life, We just want to be alive, Nobody can drive Us from the place Where we`ll be safe

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