From the firsts to the lasts,
there came no drop of furry,
because the latter were sooner made the outcasts.
In a sense of self deprivation, the déluré let themselves into the sea of guilt and self doubt to be devoured.
Some raised their heads and questioned the untouchable high sky.
Why were they not acknowledged for what they had to what they were shamingly deprived.
But the waves were high,...