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I dreamt a dream of child soldiers and blood A boy small and stout laying motionless on the grass His little body covered by plantain leaves His shoes swallowed by debris The songs of the ancestors long forgotten as their tune is swallowed by the cry of battle and ****** Nameless boys and innocent stolen girls Graves with no tombstones And commanders with no rules This is war
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 8:42 AM UTC
War
I dreamt a dream of child soldiers and blood A boy small and stout laying motionless on the grass His little body covered by plantain leaves His shoes swallowed by debris The songs of the ancestors long forgotten as their tune is swallowed by the cry of battle and ****** Nameless boys and innocent stolen girls Graves with no tombstones And commanders with no rules This is war
Beast of no nation
heliza-rose
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 8:42 AM UTC
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