The rights…

Once upon a time, a little boy was born… 


He loved the world, the sky, the woman who smiled at him and smelled like milk… 

He loved the unshaven, tired man, that held him in his arms… 

He inhaled the peaceful life of a simple human… 


The boy didn’t know… he had to die… because someone decided his life was expendable…


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