endhunger
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Once upon a time,
there were no wars,
no hunger,
no genocide or racism.
Once upon a time,
innocent people didn't die every second of every day,
the world lived in a dull bliss.
Once upon a time,
I sit on big plastic cushion
With my elbows on the table
And my phone out
With the tortuous smell
And sounds of a sizzling hot plate
At the table next to me
I scroll past a post
