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Memory of The War

The rumbling of the house

Soon after the explosion

I turn the radio up

And push it closer to her head

She needs it more than I do

But as the radio dies

I can hear their cries

And I wonder

What did a 13 year old do

To deserve this?

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

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