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Jul 2013
I can’t imagine,
I can’t imagine humming engines so loud the windows shake,
I can’t imagine those same windows shattering violently,
I can’t imagine a bomb being dropped outside the windows,
    Onto the street which I live.
I can’t imagine how they must have felt,
    Seeing the world they knew so peaceful become their new hell,
I can’t imagine running from home,
    Running from gunfire and engines,
    Dogs and gas masks.
I can’t imagine my world dissolving and becoming nothing but a trail of tears.
Marshall CB Hiatt
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Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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