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The ground begins to crack

and Gol falls into a chasm,
Now I hear a final moo,

I feel a tear slip down my face.
I run to Mama

I can’t let you go
I say.

But then Mama is gone…

I need to find her.

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Augie DeRose

Lapis L.A.
Ed. Austin Shapiro

SLEEP STORY I

(From Ganwar’s point of view)
I am in our tent in the village.

At first,
it is quiet,

but then I hear the buzz of the flying boats coming.

I follow my father and uncle

and my cousin Lual
and the other men of the village

to try to give the children and mothers time to run.

There is chaos as the men come
with knives and guns.

A tent is burning.

I see my cousin, Kek,
and his mother, running.

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