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Aug 2019
OUCH
Some **** set off a firecracker in the crowd
Something hot running down my back, waistband is soaked
COLD
Dizzy, the ground is coming up
Where is everyone? Can’t see
I hear screaming. Think I’m screaming. My head is screaming
Numb
GOD
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Mathew Kohnen
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Mathew Kohnen  66/M/NJ
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