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Sunday, 8 March 2020

Guilt Station -By Asinte

As the boat is moving side to side  my head hits a box and luggage. People are talking, snoring, walking and sleeping.
Babies are crying. People are shaking full of hunger. Dead rats and cockroaches crawling. As kids hit their head on the hard wooden ground.The kids cry so they can go home, as parents saying to the kids "it is for your own good." People sitting  in dark corners that smell like B.O.

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