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The sky is a slate of smoke-filled gray,mud-caked boots wear heavy,and every breath tastes of ash.Here, the wind carries whispers,fragments of promises,and names we’ve carved into blooded earthu…
Denise Larkin, BA (Hons)
PETE KIMBIS
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