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Aug 2020
Someday the words will come,
Before I can draw my sword and straighten my shoulders.
They'll burst from my mouth like a gunshot,
A blast from the cannon in my chest.

Once I'm ignited, there's no stopping the war.
Written by
Donielle  30/F/Pennsylvania
(30/F/Pennsylvania)   
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   Imran Islam
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