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sleep tight January 18th, 2009
After watching a lot of horrible war pictures for a project on artschool I wrote this little poem. Every time I saw people laying dead in the streets they were covered in blankets people brought from home. The tenderness really struck me especially the huge contrast with the horrible surroundings.
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