Dusting portraits where they hang
Tables laid out
Babies crying above the bed
Bleeting what is true
Where we live is where we land
Silently without the clans of your life and we forgot we hated what you do
Come my ?? stand proudly for this day
Peoples lives are clear and friendships have no fear changing glances who we are
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