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Words feed themselves
VASSALLO
ALFRED
POET
PROTECTING
I have lived enough to see sickness,
tragedies,
and death.
I live my life and I have nothing to complain about.
(Am I deluding myself?)
Parents bring up their children accordingly;
They try to protect them from the world’s wickedness.
Only to find that they have raised a pack of innocents, Destined to blend with evil at any time.
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