The Nightmare
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Last published Fri, Jul 24, 2015
After the day goes by, I always had something that I would do. If I had time of course. But, with this hobby of mine, I always could let my feelings go. I used to call my typewriter my best friend during The Vietnam War. I was always a writer. I don't know how I got into the damn war. Into the nightmare.
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