It is too easy
weak to be
in the middle of cruelty.
I do not want to go
moonlight,
among contract killings fine.
So, just in vain
is a tremble hidden,
when the war cruelty
sweeping view
the death of the grain.
So anyway, I
secretly tremble,
and I fear the very
too quiet.
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