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Because I heard gunshots in the night, I hid under my sheets; And when that noise became fire, I went looking for my mother, But I could not find her.
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Aug 16, 2013
Aug 16, 2013 at 9:11 PM UTC
Gunshots In The Night
Because I heard gunshots in the night, I hid under my sheets; And when that noise became fire, I went looking for my mother, But I could not find her.
tom-h-k
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Aug 16, 2013
Aug 16, 2013 at 9:11 PM UTC
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