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Simple joys

The slave girl with her young *******
Flowing with dreams

The slave boy watches
Giggling innocently

Ah yes

There is love

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Perhaps they shall not survive
The wars and plagues

But for now

It's okay

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Soon too soon

Comes the un healing wounds

The invisible always crippling scars

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Lovers

Such universal seed

For a little while

Any way at least
  
They were here

Much the same as we

Ah alas much the same as we