Appeared the dark clouds
Of a gathering storm,
Flashes of lightning
Striking the tunnels.
Escaping through the last gap,
Light from the sun pouring through.
Out in the open,
The people dance.
Bells rustling like leaves in trees,
Petals fluttering with the butterflies.
Tall grass flies freely,
A wild stallion's mane.
At night,
Fireworks light.
Greens, reds and gold
Creating rainbows in the darkness
People run.
Rivers swishing with the breeze,
Filled with starry tears,
From sadness decades ago,
A time of fighting,
Of pain.
Finally,
From this land of joy and sadness,
The people turn away
Never to return
To this hostile paradise.
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