Joan's p.o.v
The stars cry out in pain
and all the wars in the world
never end. You struggle to
find a kind soul on earth to be
your friend. You plant seeds
in the ground anyway. You
will believe and I shall believe
too.

Joan's p.o.v
The stars cry out in pain
and all the wars in the world
never end. You struggle to
find a kind soul on earth to be
your friend. You plant seeds
in the ground anyway. You
will believe and I shall believe
too.
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