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Jun 2017
Little baby does not know what he was gotten into.
Little baby with thoughts so pure,
thoughts which include the world being a safe place,
that happiness and safety will be found wherever he goes.
Little baby was naΓ―ve and carefree.
Enveloped in happiness and laughter,
Little baby was not aware that his world was just
one of the thousands more out there.

Little baby grew up; he was now aware of sadness.
Sadness which was once so foreign to him now became
well acquainted with him.
Baby found out about the concept of war.
Baby never felt safe anymore.

I no longer feel safe in a world full of dispute

Poor man did not know what he was walking himself into.
Poor man did not know he was walking towards his own casket.
Written by
Phoebe Dancel
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