#9

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The high pitch of silence

Enough to rattle

the Windows in

the house,waiting

Till the silence will

Pass,hopefully the

People’s death will ocome

I sat sitting with my

Head resting in my

Hands,thinking about

Everyone I’ve missed

Hoping that there would

Be enough food,breakfast

Started with egg on my

Face, surely the people’s

Will make a place at

Their table of death

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