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Ten Fingers, Ten Toes

Ten fingers
Ten toes,
in my mind the ghost knows,
my chest can fall, my chest can rise,
but I can hear the infant cries,
the man they were,
the men I am

Ten fingers
Ten toes,
in my heart the ghost knows.
I fought for we,
us lied to me.
I can still hear the battle cry,
in the trees a deadly sigh,
the man they were,
the men I am,

Ten fingers
Ten toes,
in my eyes the ghost shows,
you hear me better when I'm dead
what more is wanted; my life is bled,
I served my purpose,
removed all “surplus”
those lives now are gone,
sing my heroes song,

ten fingers
ten toes,
that is all my mind knows.



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