On a quiet stage beyond the
bombsites and back-to-backs
we acted out a dream; a dream
of belonging, not to a tribe
but to each other. The dream
is gone, but the act was real.
bombsites and back-to-backs
we acted out a dream; a dream
of belonging, not to a tribe
but to each other. The dream
is gone, but the act was real.
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