Combat Fatigue
J
James McLain
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It is all I can see.
Bright flashes
military drone after drone.
Myself, one other a friend.
Taking turns
we keep inside the thought.
When you have any questions
about what they say or do.
Do them aught but
they've
slept but little after.
Having left three men
and a woman behind.
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