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Jan 2016
Someone must suffer to sate
strong will, greed and power lust.
Assuagement doesn't outlast
the pressure of furious rages.

We fear the hand of a ****** or
a Stalin, perhaps some passionate
servant of a cruel god. So we
fight to the death of the innocent.
Written by
Tony Luxton  Runcorn
(Runcorn)   
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     --- and rattletaptap
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