(Freeform) Children's War
War rages as children cry-- who live in both places but don't know why/for whom this fire shouts and rages. AT ME? But I am but an empty page. That must be true: you burn (for me) a fierce love that but means to put me to sleep. A story, I thank, for a final dream.
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