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Mar 2014
The days....
They bind together.
Like an Illusion..
Seeming real.

I know not of the date,
As the fires burn around me.
I've lost count.
Of the lives lost to treachery.

Survival,
It keeps your instincts alive.
As you fight those for food,
Drown those for water,
And **** those for a refuge.

I will survive,
This never ending war.
Death...tragedy..
Shall not take my soul
Helped a friend write this so I claim it.
Red Bergan
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Red Bergan  24/F/Anderson, SC USA
(24/F/Anderson, SC USA)   
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