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I am born of Unfair Silence’s my brother My father’s Despair Violence my mother. The words I most crave Are the ones I don’t own like _____ and _____ As ______ or ______ I know them by heart They sing to my soul But they’re not mine to use And I’ll never be whole. I could be white petals or a promising bud instead I am just Metal and a dry stain of Blood. Beaches and best cruises Half with waterfalls Rainforests on lakes Explored, lingered at Increased U.S.A. - Americans, Christmas, headlines Ended territory - Registers, officials Didn’t end tourism - Radars, periods, questions Residents, vacations - President overnight News, same year nation - Sent of invade - Folks of many excursions - Resorts and numbers - Cruised, broke peace - Ronald more grabbed - Conflict restored - Enemy, troops Where? |
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