Love is Lonely

Tiny soldiers

Tiny soldiers
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Tiny soldiers just came in
In a room full of robotic machine

Yelling what a good morning
Oh, good morning too dearest
Little ones

Different sounds
Some clicks, some bows
Dare not to fight, dare not to cry
Like bowwows

Click, click
Tick, tick, tick
Drag here, drag there
Scroll down, scroll up
Laugh here and everywhere

Oh, how beautiful they look
So amazed on the one they took
Smiling
Little angels now
On the hook