The lovely scent of DDT,
Liberated, cleansed set free.
Those left living at the end.
Louse ridden, dismal bones in bags.
A camp liberated by new found friends.
(C) LIVVI
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
The lovely scent of DDT,
Liberated, cleansed set free.
Those left living at the end.
Louse ridden, dismal bones in bags.
A camp liberated by new found friends.
(C) LIVVI
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