50,000 Moons, Since the birth of Abraham, A world replete with ruins, Graves like grains of sand. 50,000 Moons, Have watched my people grow, 50,000 Moons, And what do we have to show?
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50,000 Moons
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50,000 Moons, Since the birth of Abraham, A world replete with ruins, Graves like grains of sand. 50,000 Moons, Have watched my people grow, 50,000 Moons, And what do we have to show?