A Random Poem

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War is all around

Our foe is soon upon us

The bombs start falling

 

We run for shelter

But it is too late for us

We are surrounded

 

Some of us escape

Though all are not as lucky

But I am safe now

 

I have lost some friends

And though I am very sad

Their deaths make us free

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