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Submitted to Contest #89
I’m tired. Of the chilling sunlight characterising this malicious month with it’s rollercoaster of emotions and indissoluble anguish. Like an avalanche consisting of the demonic outcomes of my innocuous looking decisions at the time, collapsing on top of my body suffocating my will to live-getting it to dry up like a raisin. A month full of loss. I remember the smoke billowing from departing trains that carried the patriotic hearts of soldiers ready to serve their country into battle, on a war ground, inevitably to their ...
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