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Dec 2014
Eleven years old.
Skin stuck to her bones.
Can’t afford to get a cold.
Can’t even stand on her own.

Fan spinning fast but
still drowns in her sweat.
Can never stay awake.
She sleeps with all at stake.

As these red soldiers
mount our chests,
Let us pray for those
whose tomorrow may be worse than today.
OA Agusto
Written by
OA Agusto  Lagos, Nigeria
(Lagos, Nigeria)   
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