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Jun 2019
Sirens, constant
alternating
flashes of red and blue
Children's cries, tiny
persistent
hands, reaching out to spirits
cringing away from shadows.
Annoyed police
urge
screaming children to
"Shh, don't cry, little one."
Don't cry, it makes them want to cry, too.
Written by
Kay-Rosa  14/Genderqueer/FSM Heaven
(14/Genderqueer/FSM Heaven)   
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     English Jam, Fawn and Michael Angelo
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