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Before 

we wake, 

we are huddled under 

blankets 

and dreaming. 

Before 

we wake 

there are others 

living, 

breathing, 

I'd like to say: You cannot know, unless you live it. You cannot understand, without experience. I do not understand, nor do I know, what it is like to live in a war zone.

I make new hues from my blue 

Grey seeping through sleeping skin

Wide eyed with the anxiety hard wired into

The brain that holds the home of a body

I can’t find a home in

Sickening stomach twisting

Love and hate are not opposites

(not even close)

Because lover,

                          Oh,