Give me a reason to live
When all hopes are gone
Give me a reason to see
When all wonders are set free
Give me a reason to run
When most of the ground are just rubble of ruin
Give me a reason not to speak
When words are seen as the enemy
Give me a reason to learn
When all the time are drained
Give me a reason to believe
When there are still weapons to weave
Give me a reason to fight
When all of us live in fear of the night
Give me a reason to protect
When all of them turn their back
Give me a reason to cry
When all tears had run dry
Give me a reason to reason
When each passing season are nothing more but war.
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