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Weeping Angels
The dust baked blood caked, form flew into a space beneath the breeze, black, blocks; and laying her sweet head she stilled in death. ——————————- The bombs blown, rained, down and little mites murdered dying amidst dust, and and not one to note their passing, from life. ———————— A child’s shrill cry filled a ransacked…
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