The dirt of the shit and the black water mist.
Even we feel,
The suffocation of flooding sludge, soot, mud, dust, slime surrounds us and all over hug.
Even we feel,
The deepened smell which while eating food makes our living vibes null.
Even we feel,
The weakness, loneliness and crave for love, when our tiny tot 's and family see's us engrossed in that garbaged bundled of hell.
Even we feel,
The want to release ourselves from the claws this inhuman job but no one bothers to turn this troubles of knob.
Even we feel! Even we feel!
🖤
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