Bloods
Such a beautiful day full of children's voices
Disappear instantly because of them
The leaves become dry
The sun hides behind a black blob
Tears of blood flowed profusely
Where are the thirsty dirty waters
Where is the hard bread we need
We are innocent
Why does no one believe
Why are they allowed to rob
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