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Rain drops, rain stops,
Pittering slow.
Giving the world an
Ethereal glow.
The white city, above all
Blinding bright.
Covered in blood,
A breathless sight.
Time may pass
Your history to few,
But the truth remains;
Waiting for you.
A truth of purity,
Bloodstained red.
A little boy's eyes,
Filled with dread.
But darker the night is,
Dawn will glow.
The boy will eventually,
Learn to grow.
Learn to love and
Learn to hate.
Learn the world is
Not all so dead.
So may the dawn rise,
For that city of red.
Fulfill the wills of
The men long dead.