Nothing Left To Say
10 October, 2004
Author: Ben Franklin
Barbed wire surrounding their playground,
there's nothing left for me to say now.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Terrie* (65.148.200.194) -- Sunday, October 10 2004, 02:33 am Hun, that was a deep statement .. sad but true .. literally that may be what our childrens play grounds may come down to.. thank you for your words ... evidence to help open up our eyes.... |
Ben Franklin (82.2.243.143) -- Sunday, October 10 2004, 09:48 am thank you Terrie* love Ben |
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