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Attention

Attention and tension...

 

Sirens Blare, mighty like the wind...

 

I heard someone say that was their favorite sound...

 

I think that's sad

 

Most of the time that is the death wail

 

Sometimes it's the sound of hope

 

Hope

 

The fire did not burn all the family photos

 

His wife still lives and bakes their grandchildren cookies

 

Hope

 

That sirens blares through the ether

 

Attention and tension

 

Hope

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julian
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Feb 11, 2012
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