295 Days.
- Alex Duchêne
- Jul 27, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Dec 11, 2024
295 days.
People go about their lives
For us, time stands still
Our existence has been shelved
While we go to war
We keep getting close
They are right there
Yet so much keeps us from them
Five came home this week
Bodies, hostage bodies
I stil can’t process
295 days…
Did you think
We’d still be doing this in August?
Let them go.
Silence.
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