December mood

Being cold is a condition

Not ever leaving your mind and soul

Missing the daylight and the hope of a better life

I never had my chance, never ever

That’s ok I’ll leave this world knowing

My life should never have been

I leave humankind to solve its

Own problem

While a little life survives

In dry tubers

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