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Sep 2019
Crowd control
Follow me
Blindfolded
You can’t see
Just keep breathing
Even through the fog
At least your with family
After all
Young and old
Tall and small
No one hears you
Screaming and crying
Just close your eyes
Go to sleep
The bodies pile up
Knee deep
No emotions, no cares
Concentration camps
Dungeon lairs
Fill in all the space
Splitting up
Face to face
No rhyme or reason
Who was chosen
These terrifying acts
Completely frozen
All those souls
Unmasked fears
The last thing they did
Was cry scared tears ....
Ashly Kocher
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Ashly Kocher  39/F/Florida
(39/F/Florida)   
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