I counted over thirty missiles tonight.
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I counted over thirty missiles tonight. As I write this, another one has just hit. And if morning comes, if it comes, more missiles will fall, onto more roofs, over people just trying to survive under anything they can call shelter.
Tonight, the sky isn’t dark, it’s red.
The blackness we see? It’s not night. It’s the smoke of explosions.
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