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						Adults 
 Author:
						
						Mark Anthony Jackson
 
 Title:
						Holloween Combat On the Objective: Extraction
 
 
 Stuck in the shit nowMy ears are burning
 So much fire and metal in the air
 Deafened
 At attention, the sound of a bullet ripping into flesh
 Sounds so deliberate
 Masked with the breath of combat
 Only a dream... a nightmare
 That loud, masculine scream reverberating off the building beside meMy gunner is down
 Here beside me he has fallen down
 But shall he fall?
 No time to think
 Engage enemy forces and protect hostages at all costs
 So, they are more important than us
 Melts the pit of my stomach
 Down into the abyss
 Only this moment…This is all there is
 We sit in colliding bubbles
 Restless and insane
 Needing something
 Searching for something
 And always wanting more
 Blameless forever
 And stuck in our ways
 
 
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