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Feb 2018
I dreamt I was falling
tumbling backward in time
I watched as I fell
through my birth
as my essence separated
into its original pair
past Hiroshima and Nagasaki
as the mushroom clouds
shrunk to pinpoints
in metal cases
ten thousand feet
above the cities
as melted flesh reassembled
on the skulls of children
and their mothers.

When I awoke, I was older.
Written by
John  73/Tucson, AZ, US
(73/Tucson, AZ, US)   
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