
Sometimes it feels like they stole our rights and threw away the key, never to get them back...
Posted in response to the challenge Human Rights – Visual Art.
Sometimes it feels like they stole our rights and threw away the key, never to get them back...
Posted in response to the challenge Human Rights – Visual Art.
The sun is warm against my face
The sky is bright blue filled with fluffy clouds
The flowers bloom in every shade of pink, red, and yellow
The laughter of friends and family fill the air
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