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Nov 2015
I remember war
I remember the last step from the door
I remember the bird that flew me by
and left me pondering the sky
I remember this feeling
The sun, the air, the smell I've been missing
I remember the sound
and the scream of my hometown
telling me I'm finally home
and I can rest these war-torn bones
Frantz Saintil
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Frantz Saintil  Gainesville
(Gainesville)   
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