The people on the streets put up peace signs,
yelling through tears,
"No Hate!"
The people above them respond, sticking one finger through the windows of their skyscrapers.
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Small Voices
Short StoryWhile I sit alone, the voices whisper in my head. I close my eyes to hear them say."write us.... don't let us die when you're dead....."
streets and skyscrapers 🌁
The people on the streets put up peace signs,
yelling through tears,
"No Hate!"
The people above them respond, sticking one finger through the windows of their skyscrapers.
