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Una Cruz de Flores

Small Towns Burn A Little Slower

A Flower Cross

Passed by a patch of flowers planted to form a cross
But they were dead just like my faith in the shape that they were born in
And I couldn't help but wonder will my faith be restored
Like the color that use to reside in these leaves

Una Cruz de Flores

Pasé por un parche de flores plantadas para formar una cruz
Pero estaban muertas al igual que mi fe en la forma en la que nacieron
Y no pude evitar preguntarme si mi fe será restaurada
Como el color que solía habitar en estas hojas

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