There once was a lake
Where it is now a cracked soil.
I pumped everything I could
Now nothing is left.
I hope for the rain
For I am too weak to seek water.
I hope to keep living
Despite the living conditions.
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 2:02 PM UTC
There once was a lake
Where it is now a cracked soil.
I pumped everything I could
Now nothing is left.
I hope for the rain
For I am too weak to seek water.
I hope to keep living
Despite the living conditions.
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