Dead The Long Year Sydney, Australia
Empty are the ways,
Empty are the ways of this land
And the flowers
Bend over with heavy
heads.
They bend in vain.
Empty are the ways of this land
Where Ione
Walked once, and now does not walk
But seems like a person just gone.
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