The Unfairness Of Angels

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 The word that kills cuteness
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Torn rags as clothes
No shoes, no socks
Only dirt upon your feet
White piercing eyes
Staring, illuminating
Wondering, searching...

Many are orphans
Some are not
All our poor
All our cute
Until they speak
That one word....
Money.





~Photo taken whilst in Uganda, March 2011~~



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