In the rubble, he found an arm

It was very small, it wore a charm

An olive tree, on a silver chain

His little girl had one the same

But, that was attached to the whole of her?

Perhaps, the tears made his vision blur

He gently kissed it, laying it down 

And, began again to search around.

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Savour this warmth

Within me you see

For, what shall return 

May no longer be me

That which these eyes

Have still yet to see

May make a small shell

Of all I could be

Though, I fear I may not

Come back at all

Lying still and alone

Wherever I fall

Show my daughter a photo 

When her world feels small

The one where we're laughing 

At nothing ...

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