˩αтɛя Ƭнαт Ɖαʏ
When the sun went up, her screams disrupted the sky.
His tears spoke a thousand words.
The blue sky invaded with intoxicating clouds.
The child stands still, fear running through her body.
Nothing but only a rose to remember her by.
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