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By , Killeshandra, Cavan., AR
Fight and conquer,
Capture and enslave.
We all kneel together at the end of a grave.
No solace, no comflort,
Just depths of remorse.
Wishing that anger hadn't taken taken this course.
Tears of frustration,
As the rain starts to fall,
We'll always remember, remember it all.





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