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torture . . .

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destruction . . .

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word . . .

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those

.

w

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suffer,

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w

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never

.

b

e

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heard . . .

–

–

–

.

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.

a

n

d

–

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screaming

wounds

.

w

i

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l

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never

burn . . .

–

–

–

.

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.

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wounds

.

w

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never

burn . . .

–

–

–

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f

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–

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–

those

.

w

h

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live,

–

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safe

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secure . . .

–

–

–

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d

–

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those

.

w

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rest

.

w

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.

their

.

futures

assured . . .

–

–

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those

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live,

–

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among

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t

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common

herd,

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never

.

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able

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t

o

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discern . . .

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–

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what

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peace,

–

–

love,

.

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n

d

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.

freedom . . .

–

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.

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s

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worth . . .

–

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they

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w

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never

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o

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discern . . .

–

–

–

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the

color . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

the

depth . . .

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–

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.

.

o

r

–

–

–

the

texture . . .

–

–

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.

.

.

o

f

–

–

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the

hurt . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Despair . . .

–

–

–

.

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just

.

a

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word . . .

–

–

–

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just

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a

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word . . .

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–

–

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.

.

just

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a

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word . . .

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–

–

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.

.

Terror . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

just

.

a

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word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

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just

.

a

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word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

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just

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a

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word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Oppression . . .

–

–

–

.

.

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just

.

a

.

word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

just

.

a

.

word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

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just

.

a

.

word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Death . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

just

.

a

.

word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

just

.

a

.

word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

just

.

a

.

word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

just

.

a

.

word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

just

.

a

.

word . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

just

.

a

.

word.

Reflection: This was a reflective-themed poem that I wrote back in August of 2002 in reflection of various negative happenings in the world and the associated news stories and commentaries by those too far removed to relate or judge – but do so anyway to the detriment of the victims who could use a little help. So many cannot even begin to fathom the pain and suffering of others from a distance or without experiencing it on their own.