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not the house.
i pleaded,
hoping it wasn't real,
hoping that what i'd just heard
was just my mind playing tricks on me,
as always.
"they are burning down your house"
no. no. no.
it's all i've got.
it's all i have left
of the life i used to have.
i ran as fast as a bolt of lightning
through the route i knew by heart.
a lump rose in my throat
as my eyes witnessed the place i once called home turn to dust.