these are the words of shadows
where i………………….hide
…………………………..a meaning
understand
………………i need you to
…………………………..see
where lies come
slipping
no
accord
by installments
………….the slight
degrees where children
go missing
For the refugee children who went missing in Europe.
I am not a silent poet 
Reblogged this on reubenwoolley and commented:
For the refugee children who went missing somewhere in Europe.
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I so much wish for somebody who could DO something about this sad fact. I feel helpless, guilty, frustrated, angry, crying and still unable to change the world. The only thing I am convinced of is that it is good to know and not to remain cold-blooded.
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Thanks, Veronica. The only thing I can do is to write.
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