Dry Bones

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The tears that we cry

Are no longer salty

But filled with blood

Shed from our brethren

Strewn across battle fields

Ransacked and defiled

The creatures of the earth

Pick at their dry bones

We wait and cry for them

Biding our time in captivity

Till they come back to life

And dance with us once more

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