You've never spent a night crippled by cold?
You've never been sick, with no succor in sight?
You've always known your next meal would materialize?
How are we supposed
to not want you dead?
You've never been helpless before harm's horror?
You've sprawled in shelters that could have shielded scores?
You've retained resources you didn't require?
How are we supposed
to not want you dead?
You knew we were here?
You saw the starvation?
You suffered our suffering?
How are we supposed
to not want you dead?
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