So strange is this new land
So unlike the one I knew
My life, before I thought was set
Now everything's been thrown askew
The sun still shines the same
The Oceans just as Blue
The Great Dragons still roar
And the tiny doves still cue
Yet now there is a war
Now more pain to behold
This fighting's made the world grim
Made even sunshine cold
The world calls out to me
They call out in need dire
The want endless protection
From the bitter raging fire
What can I give?
I'm just one small sacred little kid
Yet any type of failing
Any mistake they forbid
Why me, Why me
This I ask again and again
I am to be the soil,
The air, the flame, the rain
It was not like this before
I should never have known
Yet I know, it could not be different
My seed of fate, the world's sown
I was told of once for useing this word, "Again" was origanly prononced like it rimed with rain, gain, bane, ect, I didn't know people used as if it were agen, untill recently, sorry if this cunfused anyone
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