The 3 Unknown Poems
Now that I see people falling
With their clothes on
Which it is normal I which for a moment to hold my eyes up.
If only the bullets have names as they go,
But that is not the purpose of its fingers --
I want to match them with sacks.
Our concept for living
While we fully understand the perception of fear --
Ever since that fact --
Nothing tell us where humans are stand for.
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