What ten thousands spoke
A sigh, a song and a lament
For those who here have lost
Those cherished, now gone
Those who never saw the silence
If isolation lift.
Who are they?
Who were they?
Who would they have been?
Tens of thousands left
Each a song a story and a voice
Now ash and memory
If together they could speak
Of injustice faced.
A tragedy of indecision
Awash w...
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