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Oct 2020
Follow the others
Into the haven smothered
War screeching around you
Then suddenly stop
As if on cue
You enter
In the dead center
As prey
It has turned gray
Death looming
Powers blooming
They charge for the ****
Like lions on a hill
You are
d e a d
You think, as you bled
But how can I
Die
If I'm looking in those memories
Tonight?
Sydney ©2020
Sydney
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Sydney  F/Somewhere in the world
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