She Was

She was a child

Happy with no cares

Explosions sounded close

But she had no fears

She was a child

No stress yet learned

And so she saw fireworks

As her world burned

She was… Me

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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee View all posts by strangerpaths

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