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WHERE THE DEAD SPEAKS

WHERE THE DEAD SPEAKS

Many Countries no longer exist...

Places where animals and people left signs that they were there...

They lived, worked, and children played...

Once where Palaces stood, where their way of life is now their History...

Where stories are told from the bones in the ground...

Where the elements changed...

Where the signs on the wall reads...

Through symbols, drawings and words...

Where the dead speaks...

WE WERE HERE!

Can we save ourselves?

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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