The cold silence has grasped her, gently but completely.
In the mud and rain - what are we fighting for?
Is it worth the pain? Is it worth dying for?
Who will take the blame? Why did they make a war?
Questions that come again - should we be fighting at all?
I've been busy doing research for presentations and museum stuff lately. Now it's back to my actual work, my term paper. Actually... since I'm going to write it in English, I was going to ask here if there are some people who could do me a huge favour and proofread it.
I will have time after Christmas to get it proofread, but until then, I am going to be superbly busy with work. Not even joking - Sunday is my last day off before Christmas.
Over borders that divide the earthbound tribes
No creed and no religion - just a hundred winged souls
We will ride this thunderbird, silver shadows on the earth
A thousand leagues away, our land of birth
I will have time after Christmas to get it proofread, but until then, I am going to be superbly busy with work. Not even joking - Sunday is my last day off before Christmas.
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