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Under the shadow of your wings
I hid from you my lonely face
In your court with treacherous kings
You spoke about their lying case
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I watched your face light up again
As you ran away from them
Your brave embrace turned into rain
Hailing grace like precious gem
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Not one but two I caught in gain
While the rest fell down the drain
They stood there watching in disdain
The sight of mighty nation’s pain
Lana Curdoglo 