Dwarfs, far, as, draw, raw, saw, draws, war, wars, sad!
21 lashes and 21 lines;
Walking along in pain because of the hatred around you.
Moreau, propposed, insisted, negotiaion;
Secret love affairs! !
With coloured finger nails;
And like the movements of the clouds in the sky.
Your world is not my world!
So, i am very diffrent from you;
But, poverty has many faces.
Dwarfs, wharfs!
Seing, hearing, reading, writing;
However, you will be back one day!
And, i will care for your wounds in the land of peace.
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