I. Buried Hopes Unearthed
In the midst of barren land,Where sun scorches the earth with its fiery hand,There lies my hope, a buried placenta,But as I look around, it seems like a cruel adventure.The rays of hope that once shone bright,Are now dimmed by the shadows of blight,For this land, I believe, is witchcraft based,A place where love is scarce and greed is embraced.When the educated speak, they are silenced with…
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