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Aug 2015
Witness the dark night sky of the bright sunny day.
See how the devil unearthened his kingdom to collect his pay.
Hear the creepy howling of the wind to make the soul sway.
It's a happy reaping where purpose is to left no living astray.

Announcing to the world of their great pain
Wailed for hours 'til how long their lungs could maintain.
They cry not for fear of death that took their sane.
The fear of dying alone filled their eyes with lover's tears to rain.
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