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The children are crying they're practically dead


Lonely road




The men folk

see      
                                                 their  helplessness



& take off their clothes



Helpless!


Death


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It's what everyone does


You might even think its what everyone wants

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No one complains

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All of the children are *******.      Insane !

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Ain't been no love here

Since all the hippies got slain