Blanche Hardin - Every time

Day, night, and daylight.
Everyday, everynight terrible hauntings show their light.
Morning dew, night heat,
and terrified whispers underneath my feet.
Every night, everyday children die of fear and hate.
Early morning, Midnight, and the streets filled with death and fright.

Blanche Hardin

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