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Charred remains, of jungle burned: Fire steeped, laotian leaves. Who we lost, in what we earned; For the love of ****** Of sweet release. Korean craters, Mexican invaders, & The Boxer rebellion. The sinking of Maine, the panamanian strait; Meuse–Argonne, inherent freedom Is there a place, for the peaceable to congregate? Versailles, Geneva, Nuremberg, Tokyo. What point to rules are made, When no one follows them. Bagram, Mai Lai, Tiananmen, the Chechen genocide Is it merely in our nature; To fight, and argue, divide? We can conquer, but can we conquer The lust that is The love of tribe
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Jun 21, 2023
Jun 21, 2023 at 6:43 PM UTC
On My Side
Charred remains, of jungle burned: Fire steeped, laotian leaves. Who we lost, in what we earned; For the love of ****** Of sweet release. Korean craters, Mexican invaders, & The Boxer rebellion. The sinking of Maine, the panamanian strait; Meuse–Argonne, inherent freedom Is there a place, for the peaceable to congregate? Versailles, Geneva, Nuremberg, Tokyo. What point to rules are made, When no one follows them. Bagram, Mai Lai, Tiananmen, the Chechen genocide Is it merely in our nature; To fight, and argue, divide? We can conquer, but can we conquer The lust that is The love of tribe
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Jun 21, 2023
Jun 21, 2023 at 6:43 PM UTC
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