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Tuesday, 26 February 2019

WAR

The colour of war is red rotting  blood.

It smells like rotten flesh and smoke.

It tastes like blood when my teeth get pulled out my mouth.

It sounds like guns firing and people celebrating.

It feels like Victory and our wanted.

It looks like Wanting to die and people breathing


It lives in gallipoli  and a war field

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