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We are at war. Though, no sound of cannon To announce its trauma No blind bullets Sacking the preyed places No lifeless bodies Littering the silent streets No flying fires Sending smokes to rule the sky, When you stare us in the eyes You'd see we are at war.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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