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Pacem in Terris

When empty bullets grounded. Corpsed smell counted on targets. His majesty's name summoned. Made a license to kill less harsh. Showing Paradised, Heavened, Edened. Stalling for time, many children asked. Being unsure of how to answer: Si Vis Pacem, Para Bellum.

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