helicopter trees
sideways shadows
and skinned up knees
children hiding with forbidden elves
strange and mysterious findings
on dark and dusty shelves
mothers empty and warm embrace
i run i hide from her frowning face
grab my sister and outside we run
and play with nature in the sun
she is the light she is a star
i love her now as i did then...
we sort out memories we sort out fears
we hold each other we mop up tears
watching the sea as we loose the years
we fought for ourselves and ran for our lives
knowing that, we stand at the sea-
feeling proud, that we learned to be free
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