MY FATHERLAND
Alot is going on in the air daily news without death is very rare thinking all day in my little lair no doubt,I was overcome by despair. My fatherland is like hell in a cell it's obvious we all can tell having sleepless nights due to fear fed up of Ill news entering my ear Money grubbers keeps on occupying our chairs keeping silent on issues causing nightmares bamboozling subjects you think it's fair? I know nothing am just a little boy whose future is day after day getting destroy I wish I can abandon my fatherland and relocate to my motherland but they both have the same homeland I wish I can vend the land and peregrinate far away to another land.
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