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Dec 2014
I watched
As the fire burned down their dependency
Melted away their hope
Charred their smiles

He watched
The man looked at me
Talking with the smoke in his lungs
"As long as our teachers are safe"

I watched
The fire inside my chest
Filling my veins with names of the people of this place
Knowing that I am melted where I stand
The only store burned down in the small village of 380 people that I live in. It is a very tragic moment, but everyone is safe. It blows my mind that a man living on an island with no running water, fighting a fire in the dark of night was thinking of the teacher (Me) Who has been her for only 5 months.
JWolfeB
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JWolfeB  27/M/Cairo, Egypt
(27/M/Cairo, Egypt)   
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