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- War Diaries Day Seven
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I was being dragged through the sand
By who or what was a mystery
The pain I felt keep me from thinking straight
I could be dead and in hell I keep thinking
Wishful thinking as the hand tugging my uniform
Drops me to the ground
I faintly hear the conversation
The hand tugs me again
I see the faint outline of a building
Then my mind fades to black
I awake to find myself chained to a wall
With a grinning man standing over me.
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