Tent Cities

within these flickering tent cities
in another country
we seek refuge
yet we still seek the road back
lustful for that familiar ground
a trace of sadness lingers there
where we dream of the dark moon
and seek the night’s counsel
upon the winds of peace will
day will come again

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