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Mar 2020
Revolutionary rebels screaming,
the fool who dared freedom

Fire hissed,
burning their faces

Thunder bullets fell breaking,
the stones crumbled

Empty vessels of stone

Dead people, ****** bones,
littered across the land

Sounds carry drowning cries,
where men perished

Silence fell,
draining away shouting voices

Soft rain water fell upon the infinite pain

-the answers-

Hidden truth
Grace Neuman
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