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Mar 2012
Gunshots of realization,
****** clothes that once bore meaning strewn everywhere,
Dirt on the subconscious,
Bullet casings on your consciousness,
Sweat drips onto reality,
Facts are blasted from tanks,
Feelings pour down like rain on the battlefield,
The air tense and hot,
It is dry and *****,
The war wages on,
In your mind.
Alvin Moses
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