I am alone
There’s no one left
But me
Empty streets
Bombed out houses
I stare
Bodies strewn
Lying in the streets
I cry
I find my house
But it’s gone, destroyed
I walk
Get away
I tell myself I have to
I run
After the war
Everything changes
You cannot be certain of anything
Friends, family, your life
Could be destroyed
Or not
Life is very different
After the War
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