Gone

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She lowered her gaze

life was full of happiness until the raiders came

blood ran cold at the scream of friends 

la la la the women cried

the raiders came through the mushtamal rushing at us with their knives dripping red from the lives of our men

we will never forgive

we will never forget

Jessica felt a constriction at her heart an abrupt fear for Paul  

They feel their power

they want to fight

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