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Shine it through.
The grey curtains.
Make it run.
Make it scatter.

Through the light.
There it goes by.
A friendly outer.
A friendly soldier.
Has lost a leg.
But the most he's lost.
Is his little soul,
and a far loved love.

An unknown love,
unrecognised,
unfound,
irresistible,
far from home.
But home's nowhere,
cause' nothing's left,
and nothing's wrong.