To Hue, with sympathy poem


(Intermitten-rhyme-style poem)

<<Story related to the poem>>

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We nearly lost the South!
We nearly lost Saigon!
Destruction, deaths emerged
When smoke had all long gone.

A ruined, dazed, mourning Hue!
Each mass grave came across,
Skeletons among mud,
Sobs, wails grew for life loss.

Image credit
by manhhai.


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