The worst ordeals is That when you don't know What to do with what's Going around you and everyone Looks at you carelessly in A world greatly lacks any Moral values towards These poor refugees and their Horrible influx looking for Any pretty help from a neighbor or A foe anytime, anywhere, and everywhere.
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