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as the bullets fly through the air,
I started to think of my life thus far.
We wanted our freedoms.
It’s why we fight,
it’s why everyone fights.
Freedom to survive.
Freedom to live.
Freedom to die.
All we are in this world,
the human population,
comprised of our desires,
our fears, our hopes.
But we all die.
I fight for you all.
If I die,
don’t let it be for nothing
I love you all,
with your worries and your pains,
even your ignorance.
You will never understand the sacrifice
but you will go on living.
I only hope that you can
better this world for generations to come.
I am considering you all
as the bullets fly through the air
Hear me read this poem below!
