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Soccer Field


As I step into the car

I feel a wave of dissapointment

flood over me

like a tsunami in Japan

I sit and watch the unknown bodies

they run up and down courts and fields

Fukushima.

I cannont stop it now

if it tried

I would but the winds

roaring shaking

uncrying howling

I attack myself

vicious

It cannot stop me now

unscathed lie

depths hidden

millions will

die

because of me

side effect

be it or not'

as I look through the rolled down window

of a 2017 Subaru Impreza

I see faces

unlooking everlooking

We cannot breath

Pain stakes in my faces

Workers burnt

my dreams to

crisps

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