Of course they're not
Simulating terror
Crossing the border
From one country to the next
Vibrating in fear
through rain
and gunfire
criss-crossing into brutal rhythms
across a gutted reflection
choking on echoes
screaming walkways
Choosing to sleep in the freezing air
looking at the camera
stone eyed
Pursuing hope
before their lives ebb into pieces.
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