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Mar 2016
The warheads rust in peace while the population celebrates
War is over
Peace is here!

An explosion of ecstasy in the inner cities
Joyous laughter and delight
No more young men dying without a cause

And yet there still stands the grieving mother
Crying for her baby boy
War is over
But grief remains.
Written by
Charlie  27/M/England
(27/M/England)   
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