Stomping and clapping
they imitate gunfire
every sound is like a shot
beads of sweat surface
tears wiped away with leathery fingers
they cry out
the anticipation of war flushing hollow faces with excitement
Stomping and clapping
they imitate gunfire
every sound is like a shot
beads of sweat surface
tears wiped away with leathery fingers
they cry out
the anticipation of war flushing hollow faces with excitement
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