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5 666 407 972 89 451 3665 4114 The smoke of the last shot of the last gun of the last Soldier waived its white plume of Freedom today. 754 13 8 67 3089 1337 539 4 1 A piece of Peace in fashion for the War we wore. 578 It's all in the numbers. Lovers. Freedom. A Father. Brother. Sister. 900 Son. 733 Daughter. 145 Mother. 4417. The Age of Terror is umm, Accomplished.
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Sep 2, 2010
Sep 2, 2010 at 6:27 PM UTC
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5 666 407 972 89 451 3665 4114 The smoke of the last shot of the last gun of the last Soldier waived its white plume of Freedom today. 754 13 8 67 3089 1337 539 4 1 A piece of Peace in fashion for the War we wore. 578 It's all in the numbers. Lovers. Freedom. A Father. Brother. Sister. 900 Son. 733 Daughter. 145 Mother. 4417. The Age of Terror is umm, Accomplished.
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Sep 2, 2010
Sep 2, 2010 at 6:27 PM UTC
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