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We could scan each car for terrorists and lovers she could lean into my camouflage her head resting on woven trees. When they come for her body she could run deep into my uniform into the forest of me where they could never find her.
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Jalina Mhyana
compassion
poetry
truth
escape
military
prostitution
magical-realism
germany
soldier
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