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Poetry and Prose
Poem
Either side of the door
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I hear their footsteps outside the door A locksmith, five in blue, four of us
They shout, loudly, I cant take anymore Beaten in number, sanity and force
‘It's the police, we have a warrant’ Atmosphere awkward; breathing tense
My bodies numb; thoughts incoherent We are here for their best interest?
I panic; …