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War and Death

By Anonymous

War,
We're separated by countries,
And differences and prejudices,
So in masses we come together
And solve life's problems with death.

Death,
No more chances, no more choices,
No more time to look at the sky,
At its size and clouds and colors,
And have that view while never knowing
How it will change
In just minutes and hours and days.  

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