When the whole world hurts
The colors around my house are crisp and bright as the leaves change, falling bright yellow and orange onto the still green grass. No endless gray dust or rubble to be seen.
The colors around my house are crisp and bright as the leaves change, falling bright yellow and orange onto the still green grass. There’s toys strewn around my yard, signs of life and children being children. No endless gray dust or rubble to be seen.
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