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Nov 2017
My sanctuary of metal was encased
In a fiery hell too fierce to describe.
We were hit by fireballs from above.
But I was cut out of my warrior’s armor,
Saved from the flames of an everlasting Gehenna.
By the same State that sent me off to war.
Written by
Michael Kusi  28/M
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