Well, let's look on the bright side of things.
Blinding bright, everything's burning.
Sever these ropes, so restricting.
When we're the only ones who can save this now.
We really always were.
This town is ours, and it's burning.
Burning.
Burning.
Spewing embers of distance.
A blaze meant to be washed away.
And struggle we will, if we must.
I know you will.
Trust.
I trust you.
I'll fight this arduous fight.
Fight with me.
We'll rebuild this city.
Make it a country.
And then live in our own little world.
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