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War
Someday, I will write the poem
I wished to read;
that talks of survival
and victory.
And as I write this poem,
I will be hiding,
out of their sight,
heart racing,
a feeling of fright.
I wished to read;
that talks of survival
and victory.
And as I write this poem,
I will be hiding,
out of their sight,
heart racing,
a feeling of fright.
