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This Is Our War
Still living
fallout met
by masses,
without guns
no bullets
just mute
disease,
creeps fast
striding shrill
in media
mantra, fear-
I could sense
in spun words
on print page
sold for pence
ignorance
pushed quick,
cutting harsh
and bleeding,
blood pounding
though veins of
arms, afraid,
survival
met impulse
like long fight,
fal...
Tuesday 17th March 2020 2:30 pm

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