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The Box that Spoke

The camp wore a somber look As the dark clouds of sorrow shrouded it.  The waft carried the stench of smoke,  Drenched in metal, blood and flesh.    As the smoke settled, the boxes came alive,  Wrapped in tri colour And...

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