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The bullets flew by
we were crouched down
were you scared like me?
Stomach like a sparrow in the attic
did you feel the heat of the shot
that nicked my coat
bled me just a little
and cool wind off whizzing by
mosquito bites, ears
and i ran.
did you feel like I abandoned you
I ran and ran away
I did not want to leave you alone
to suffer or escape
triumph or terror
I did not think about you at all
I ran and ran away.
Ceth's poem