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World War

World War Some of us march to a different drummer. Some to a different beat. Some keep changing the music. Some hear no no drum at all. World War Our government does not represent us. This country definitely not land of the free. Can't you hear your own crying? No one is hearing any plea! World War The weak, the struggling, are attacked. The evil, ruthless, and dangerous revered. Fairness, freedom, justice, compassion lack. There's no place for a tear. America, you are failing! Mankind, failing even more! Don't get distracted by the fighting... This is the real WORLD WAR

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