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Mar 2019
the starry nights let me remember
the shooting stars make me think
the bright moons do not let me forget
the flying fireflies want me to ignore
I cannot help but remember

I wish to have dreams
but wake up to nightmares
the darkness sends a shiver up my neck
the eerieness is like a demon lurking, waiting to invade
the quiet curtains of night scare me
the chirping crickets remind me

the sun has started to rise
but the light does not affect my eyes
because I have seen too much
I will not forget
This poem reflects a post serving soldier who is still affected by her/his past experiences.
Written by
Esther Pollak  15/F/Unites States
(15/F/Unites States)   
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     Mark Parker and Fawn
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