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they came and danced

What did I  see first . It was the flies, as they danced in the pools of blood.
Nurses hurry about they are the final hope for the wounded .  And the flies wait to start the dance once more.
As foolish children we played war.  Funny as I think back there was no flies.  Maybe the flies knew  playing war  brings  no blood.

Each hour each day blood spilled pooling on the floor.  And each day the flies came and danced in the blood.
And they came.
And they danced.
And they came.
And they danced.


And yes I still hate flies.
War is Hell 

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