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Roll Call of Scars
2023
Our roll call of scars
They told me to be proud
Gave me medals and flowers
Coats bejeweled
Each line across our skin a tally
What we left behind,
What we were supposed to “remember” but not to think about
That desert.
They called my name
In my wake,
Countless more footsteps
Cheers and applause for what they thought they knew
A slight smile across my face, no different
from all the other scars.
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