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Mar 2021
Come Camazotz
Make us fly
High in the
Greyish sky
No more war
No more sacrifice

Brainwashed bairn
With blood-soaked hands dried
Listen to the mother's cry
When her innocent child dies
In the riots
Of superiority;
Of authority
Between the majority
And minorities

Failing humanity  
Falling down in moral qualities
High in the
Greyish sky
Come Camazotz
Make us fly...
XnwxrMxlik
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XnwxrMxlik  22/M/Mumbai, India
(22/M/Mumbai, India)   
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