Notes
Oh, Father,
tell me why the sky is empty,
for your children now carry the weight of war upon their shoulders,
painting their faces with each other's blood.
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Oh, Father,
tell me why the sky is empty,
for your children now carry the weight of war upon their shoulders,
painting their faces with each other's blood.
1 comment on In Umbra Dei
Moudj October 25, 2015
Just the atmosphere I was looking for, thanks.
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