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Jul 2021
Pop Pop what's that I hear
Pop Pop pop pop pop
An elderly man in front of me falls to the ground
I fall to the floor
crouched against the checking counter
I see thru a crack
A young man in a cashier's uniformΒ Β 
Pushes a few people to the ground
No more than 16 years old
He rushes towards the gunman
Charges into him
Pop Pop pop pop pop
For a second his body
Dances in the air
Lifeless he falls to the ground
His last dance
This young brave hero
So young
So much potential
Gone in a second
Gone too soon...
Written by
J Kharkongor Szabo
130
   MS Anjaan, --- and Brett
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