August
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They say what's buried is gone forever, That it's a dream in the shape of a tear, I disagree it's wrong to say never, In my dreams the war never came and laughter I hear, Perhaps I'm foolhardy and alone, But I carry the spark of hope with me, And maybe it will carry on when I'm gone, Maybe someone else will wake up and see...
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