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Deadly Alive
Deadly Alive
1 min
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When the earth does not get its richness of water,
Broken, parched the soil feels
It dies, it dies, it is dead.
When a plant does not get what it requires,
Wither and crushed it appears
It dies, it dies, it is dead.
When the fire does not find anything to burn,
Rising, roaring silently creating embers
It dies, it dies, it is dead.
When a melody has no audience,
Reverberating, reaching a void
It dies, it dies, it is dead.
When a soul does not get fed with what makes it happy,
It dies, it dies and it is dead.
