Iām miles away in this hazy tempest of thoughts
Surrendering daydreams
To be swallowed by the rush
Paris, Nairobi, Belfast
Are but faded phenomena
That echo, in the fury until lost
Friends, foe and family alike
Are inwoven inside of its greed
Then scattered out of reach
Iām miles away
On a dead-end trail,
Beaten into silence
For this long haul to peace
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