January 21 Her small body is in my hands. I'm running to the hospital. Electricity is off and the inner hallways have turned into hospital cots. The girl is dead, I know that. The pressure of the explosion has cut off her thin veins. I know she is dead, but everyone who sees me runs after me, me and you. You are alive for a moment, When living people run after you.
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