"The least pain in our little finger gives us more concern and uneasiness than the destruction of millions of our fellow-beings."
William Hazlitt, essayist (1778-1830)
Fists balled in the hollow of the eyes Sat in the old, creaky wicker chair The scream stuck in the pharynx Blue-overalls despair taking ho...
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