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The day the sky falls is beautiful
The threats have happened for months
Fear and anxiety mounting with every siren
But the day was perfect
The sky was clear
The perfect temperature
The perfect blue sky
“It wouldn’t happen on such a beautiful day”
we thought and hoped and prayed
When it hit, we almost couldn’t believe it
But
We saw the flash of light
It hurts
It’s only a second but that second burns
Now only on a wall for memory, I pray this won’t happen again
I know it will.
I just hope the day won’t be as beautiful as this one used to be