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War Wounds From
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Drunken Thoughts War Wounds From
My shoulder...... burns.
Sometimes, it pains .
Was it the jump in Italy ?
In that river bed.
Or landing on those those sandy
Sudanese deserts?
May hap an icy sleep on the
North American plain.
A result of a thrown brick,
On some policing action.
Trauma perhaps......
From a Falklands War.
Or just .......
A drunken weekend,
In
Aldershot .
Giajl © Jim Love
