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Blasphemy

A view on present migrant crisis.

Yes it is a blasphemy,
yeah I finally said it all,
I cannot keep it within,
I cannot keep it all,
we never love someone,
whom we have never seen,
no matter how innocent they are
no matter how good they can be,
for just a piece of land,
and a view at stars,
we frown our faces,
we abuse too far,
these imaginary boundaries,
have never made love,
just seen teared departs,
of people untouched.

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