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Our Infamy

Another day void of daydreaming, a clean smile has perished, drowned under our policies of greediness. The oceans of the planet won’t hide our infamy or conceal our sins. Perfectly pure hands have been crucified on a cross of sanctified water. Sad lamentations carrying over of never ending horrific crying. The lifeless body of an infant looking at us, brushed ashore by hunger. © All rights reserved. Marcela Villar M. Author 2015

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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