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She came out of the fog and smoke, one eye missing from the “safe” rubber bullets, blood running down her face. Blue clung to her like the blue of the cops, the free blue sky, and sadness. A warrior wounded. A waif weaponized. A woman of woe.
(words 47; first published July 10, 2022 – from a picture prompt for a Facebook writing group. Aim is about 50 words)