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A cool breeze rests in trees today

My breathing starts to cry

The sun sleeps softly shy today

As traffic passes by


No children crying 

No hearts are dying

No parents fighting lies

My time is fading smokey 

Sentement is lost

My body aches with heaviness

My sanity the cost


No children hiding

No hearts dividing

No parent’s love is lost

Be angry with the little one

The one whom time forgot

No God to cradle lethargy

And birth the naked cross


No children running terrified

No hearts are torn or glorified

No parent’s have I got

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