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If If I choose not to see their atrocities does it make me complicit If I turn my head, close my eyes Am I innocent or part of it And if I stand to shake and shiver No damned use to life and cause My mouth dry my knees buckled Mumbling, not I, not I, it's the law If I cannot kill, you kill me anyway And others follow on that line We with nothing left or done We, the silent, and the dying We Train of humanity Cowed and careful Cold and Dreadful We

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