Miles away ,
A young girl blind from birth ,
Saw the flash ,
The sound of explosives
falling on my ears
from far away will ,
slowly come to my ears ,
and will make my ears tingle.
Who provided the fuel?
Who brought the explosives?
When the fire burns,
it burns dry with the wet.
Sorrow seems to be
the same thing.
We know when the ,
whole forest is burnt to ashes.
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