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War

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Bombs explode
And people die

Screams fill
The smokey skies

Bullets whizzing
Past you head

Sometimes you wish
You wear dead

Suicide Bombers
Run the streets

And the earth trembles
Beneath your feet

Suddenly a bullet
Pierces your skin

And you suddenly wish
All this will end





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