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(not much need) distraught wake up in sweatsomething is very different no water hot or cold walk out in the streetgreet the morning gun battles needless no need to understand ina foreign land with gun in hand killing is respected a way of showingfaith in a country's need to exercise death penalities where were younow in the chair to burn twenty years ago killing red in nam whois worse when war is far away not much for sympathy a number countof casualties return so burned with nothing left to learn murder now invigoratesthe unwashed bloody hands kill again let the family burndo little to comfort anguishing no decision could ever warrantthis war is just a childrens game no pretending dead why? dear god whomwe project its useless killing children to satisfy the arms budgetswho walks right or left a child won't give a damn nations arise to reasonthe conceptions threatened for economic steps is it time to shut downand lay to rest the bomb that servant suicide object worshippedlike a god be there now blown clear the human race what use is there offigures the wrote wordless statistic names and numbers now seem outof place a paper representating life blowing down the street kill again
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