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Birthday

When you came home from war, You gave me a stone shaped like a heart, A piece of rock mined in Afghanistan, That you bought in a marketplace in Kabul, Before they sent you home to America, A stone called … Continue reading

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Arming

It is night in America. And in this house, on a television, There are men, who talk about arms. About how we should arm them, Rebels from another country, so They can take over a bad regime. And I know … Continue reading

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Arms

There is talk today, talk on the talk radio, About the Taliban and terrorists and arms, About assault rifles and their machine guns, And semi-automatic pistols and I turn it off, The radio, this car, and walk into the food … Continue reading

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