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Victory
Today
He had his head down
Holding his breath
So the snipers couldn’t hear him
Laying flat
In the Burmese dust
With the flies and mosquitos
From the green canopy
Hovering over him
Like Kamikaze
Today
He feasted on
Meagre rations
And drank a warm tepid water
Drawn from a dirty stream
Somewhere
Something exploded
And debris rain...
Thursday 8th May 2025 10:50 am
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