I saw Turkish soldier’s firing death bullets towards me as I run up to the sand dunes,
I heard whistling from the zooming bullets,
I felt scared and afraid and wanted to run back to the boat,
I smelt rusty red blood from my captain,
I wondered if our troops will win.
Tuesday, 15 April 2014
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