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War

I was told that war is the answer and I believe this to be true, more true than the world outside and the life we just pass through. This war is not external but as internal as a clock, clicking gears and turning time on these feeling your unable to block. With the constant pulling ties and the tearing of our hearts, I see that war does have a truth and a way of mending broken parts. So i fear nothing of the dark and love nothing of the light because at the end of the day all there is, is the will to fight

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Date: 12/29/2010 12:16:00 PM
war is the wicked expression of hate
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