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I Fear
I fear for the soil
The mother and
Child in tow
The gentle hello
To my foreign wife
I fear that when
She leaves the house
She might not come back
The bus stop is danger
The supermarket
The train
Walking down the streets
I called my own
But now they are “Theirs”
And we must be quiet and hide
Until my country comes back
Monday 5th August 2024 2:28 pm
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