Poems from Italygirl

I am walking down the road with a backpack at my side and dusty boots upon my feet. I carry so much more. I carry the horrors of inhumanity...
One girl stands out from the rest. One girl is different From the others. One girl wears her...
People are starving… being slaughtered… having to choose between family and passions… praying to a God for their lives to taken out...

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