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not with bombs nor with bullets. War fed his soul with torn up bodies, and cut off limbs. War drowned his senses with the smell of blood and rotting flesh. War broke his will with man's capacity for boundless cruelty.
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Jan 10, 2019
Jan 10, 2019 at 9:50 AM UTC
War broke his will
not with bombs nor with bullets. War fed his soul with torn up bodies, and cut off limbs. War drowned his senses with the smell of blood and rotting flesh. War broke his will with man's capacity for boundless cruelty.
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Jan 10, 2019 at 9:50 AM UTC
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