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Aug 2017
i'm on the front line,
but was never prepared,
                           is this real life?

i hear the screaming,
smoke filling up the air,
                           is this real life?

move me up another square
for i am merely a pawn,
caught up in a game
that no man has won.

"is this real life?"

i begged them for answers,
they assured me that my death
was the only thing they're after;

with just enough courage,
i looked back and said,

"you may be the king,
but everyone else
wants you dead!"
Zack Vulnerable
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Zack Vulnerable  24/M/New Mexico
(24/M/New Mexico)   
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