Richard Israel

Rookie [isrimmsky] (27/ november / kano)

The Ugly Ones

My heart aches of the death of the young ones
Disease sinister of wrong story incubates my heart
The young dies in the position of the age
The age struggle to snatch the blanket uses by the young
The young die of night cold. 5

We have no blanket, we all witness the death of the
Little children shivering to death
And we open our mouth wide in anxiety

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