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Oh the joy of a boy With a much yearned for toy, Who never saw The horrors of war. Oh the sadness of a boy Born where joy Is an illusion, As destruction and confusion, Are his reality He has never seen normality, As never ending war Rages outside his door, And the only toys he sees Are Kalashnikovs and RPG's Tom Higgins 15/05/2014
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
Two Boys, Same Age.
Oh the joy of a boy With a much yearned for toy, Who never saw The horrors of war. Oh the sadness of a boy Born where joy Is an illusion, As destruction and confusion, Are his reality He has never seen normality, As never ending war Rages outside his door, And the only toys he sees Are Kalashnikovs and RPG's Tom Higgins 15/05/2014
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
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