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The Fight For Every Day Baghdad

A disturbed place of no peace, where people still reside, despite running away. Whom still want to live the way of life, the way they've been doing, each and every day. The cowards that hides amongst them, hinders the continuance, of their life, to go on. Forcing their agenda, upon these folks, so their way of life, can truly be gone. Afraid are they not, of existing, in being surrounded, of this trapping of fear. Holding on, to what is precious to them, even thou the danger, for all, is still near. Realizing for the sake of their children, for them, the fight for everyday, must proceed. Or else their children, will never see, the life once lived, not being able, to ever succeed. So with the help from many countries, in retrieving, the life of dwelling, in constant peace. These people are tired, and taking stand, to live every day, without, this terrorizing beast.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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