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I saw her eyes dark and flushed, too many nights, too late the day. I saw her skin in shadowed light, smooth but used, her body worn. I saw the marks made on her breast, by heaving bodies in the night. I looked outside, I saw the dark, I saw the war etched on her face. Doe-eyed beauty lying bare, another casualty of war. I held her gently in my arms, I told her sleep, I'll keep you safe, go dream your dreams of yesterdays. Doe-eyed beauty, sleep tonight, Tomorrow I go back on line. |
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