.You never can get used to the smell of burn victims, Or the sight of a dead child,
So repulsed yet I can't look away, heads separated, exhumed from twisted wrecks
Sifting through the debris, identifying the bodies, pronounced dead.
Adrenaline rush when screams and cries collide in such p.
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