One
sound,
one
single
sound
One
kiss,
one
single
kiss
A
face
outside
the
window
pane
However
did
it
come
to
this?
A
man
who
ran,
a
child
who
cried
A
girl
who
heard,
a
voice
that
lied
The
sun
that
burned
a
fiery
red
The
vision
of
an
empty
bed
The
use
of
force,
he
was
so
tough
She'll
soon
submit,
she's
had
enough
The
march
of
fate,
the
broken
will
Someone
is
lying
very
still
He
has
laughed
and
he
has
cried
He
has
fought
and
he
has
died
He's
just
the
same
as
all
the
rest
He's
not
the
worst,
he's
not
the
best
And
still
this
ceaseless
murmuring
The
babbling
that
I
brook
The
seas
of
faces,
eyes
upraised
The
empty
screen,
the
vacant
look
A
man
in
black
on
a
snow
white
horse,
A
pointless
life
has
run
its
course,
The
red
rimmed
eyes,
the
tears
still
run
As
he
fades
into
the
setting
sun
M:
"You're
going
on
that
plane"
"to
take
you
where
you
belong."
W:
"But
no,
I
have..."
M:
"You
have
got
to
listen
to
me."
"Do
you
have
any
idea
what"
you
have
to
look
forward
to
if
you
stay
here?
Nine
chances
out
of
10
we
both
end
up
in
a
concentration
camp
and
that....
W:
"You're
only
saying
these
things
to
make
me
go."
M:
"I'm
saying
it
'cause
it's
true."
Inside
us,
we
both
know
we
belong
in
different......
....maybe
not
today,
maybe
not
tomorrow,
but
soon,
and
for
the
rest
of
your
life.
W:
But
what
about
us?
But
what
about
us?
But
what
about
us?
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