Envy

Florest Floor

Swift waters,
Merciless winds,

A safe haven ahead.

The light that guides us is shining up on the hill

With a grin, with a grin.

And we approach eagerly, trustingly.

The light was a lie.

They took our treasures,

They sneered,

They robbed our clothes, our chests, our lives.

For the wealth? No.

Siblings… 
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