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Dec 2019
My head became fragile no longer able to contain their shouting
What are they shouting?
Their fears at there last breath?
No, these faces were not created for fear
These voices are thunder in ears
They shout their promise, their mothers... we are alive with our Lord we have a nother life, they shout their promise
  We died for your lives, we died to keep the fire we died to immortalize
They shout the promise
Written by
Eirene
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