Let me cry, Leave me now. Let me cry, Leave me now.

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The poem describes wheels on meals. The poem describes wheels on meals.

The poem speaks about a better tomorrow. The poem speaks about a better tomorrow.

Drawn curtains - closed doors Windows shut - only echoes Drawn curtains - closed doors Windows shut - only echoes

Waiting for the unlikely suffer my soul in agony I know you won't have enough courage Waiting for the unlikely suffer my soul in agony I know you won't have eno...