world war
One big breath, sweating, running fast. I can feel my heart moving, commander commander “ stop I already know what to say, I reconsider “ “yes thank you” “now go on tell the rest before you miss out “ patter patter “I'm almost out of breath” just keep running ring ring “ hello go on said commander “ “OK” lets go men were Australia's western men fearless we may see dead bodies but we can feel sweat were going to win this go on men (whistle sound) bang bang “ nooooo” I feel sweat running down my face bang crash I can smell the gunpowder gun powder.
the end
written by tegan
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