Mom don’t worry
there is a
better
place,
for you an thee…
It’s not,
father’s fault!
–
What would have you, done?
The one you love,
rapped..
Left with a bastard child…
Yeah, there is
no god
above…
We’ve pay the price,
an – then some!
Beaten and raped..
As young woman an boy,
now a young man
living the streets
always having fun…
Will you be
ready…
Please be
ready!
i only be passing
throughout this time
not thrice,
but only once…
We’ll be evolving
back home..
An a honest memory
of history written,
an done..
i lov you mom,
we’ve won…
I hope there’s a better place. You maybe have to make it yourself.
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No! You’re mistaken the children have already done it before!
🦇🦇🦇
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🙂
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A happy sun!
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Suns are always happy 😉
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i don’t know about that? This can get a little challenging…
hA
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