In the morning I open the door It is the house of peace In the morning you open the door It is the house of war Just a few days ago It can be imagined that Buildings displayed in the satellite map Had become rubbles now I run back home and close the door It is the domain of disbelief You run back home and close the door It is the door I slam Oh! Put away the keyword These states and units in abbreviation These trusts, juristic persons, and foundations The Imperial eyes are watching you In the map There is no blank from the beginning I can even see in Google Map The water tank on the roof of my home I dare not to leave that door The house of treaty What you want to find is just that door The house of truce In a blank of the map I can't see You, you can't see Hereafter -- http://www.wretch.cc/blog/kamadevas\ --

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