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High mountain town Stranded on this island The one I cannot let you know The past can be so violent More than all these years ago There stands a little child Scared to make a stand Silence was drawn into the wild This will run out of hand Into roads of endless roaming Where precious pain flees away Showing its face in the gloaming The inside is not to be betrayed Stranded in this unreal city With this burden pushing me down The streets feel the selfless pity