There are lines, but i can't see them 
reaching out..i hope to feel them
are they hot as Embers 
or colder than a cruel heart of ice
should i reach not 
if i listen would i hear them 
wait! 
what's that yelling 
from where is that man shouting? 
Wait! 
another voice..
oh god..why are there women screaming? 
carefully i get closer..i fear that i might cross the lines
A sound not clear 
it's a child crying
why is it that his cry is the most difficult to hear? ? 
Tears are falling i can feel the pain
...it can't be! 
I've crossed the lines! !                
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