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Hiroshima

Straight, direct meaning, No ambiguity or question, Of relationship or hearing, Only malicious attestation. Seventy-five thousand, Killed by the 15 kiloton bomb, In one there was no pasture land, For the innocent overthrown. Red fluid permeated, Scolded the lungs of the fit, No reactions competed, With that rupture that lit. Never again should war, Take the lives of so many, Because lifted is the bar, On freedom and autonomy.

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