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7d
Deathly Silence
from the sky
the trumpets
do not cry

while all around the world
children
are torn apart by bombs unfurled

And the parents
must dig
the graves

if the remains
from the rubble
they manage to save;

While their weeping
vanishes in the void,
many still believe war
it's just a toy.
Written by
Alez  18/M/Italy
(18/M/Italy)   
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