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War Of Belief

War Of Belief

They have closed the door for a third time in a row,
Dead bodies lie in a sequence on a pathway that leads to the end of the world.

Our only belief is a miniature bottle filled with our tears of hope,
Which can be spilled like atrocious propaganda in media,
“HELP US DEAR LORD”.

An invisible war, with it’s soldiers and it’s victims has affected us with no guilt! With no sorrow!,
I believe that a door will open and spread some light onto our dark and afflicted home!
 

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