As I sit and wait here patiently, wails of sirens scream in my ears.
Reminding me of the death, that in the news will soon appear.
How quickly a life can change, the unforseen events of yesterday.
We're all just pawns in this game of chess we're forced to play.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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