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Feb 2012
Not peace
but at ease
we're all humans
that bleed,

Till the end
on our death bed
we will all be free

So please
don't let the streets run red
filled with blood and disease,

Lets let our hearts restΒ 
and put them at ease.
Feeling very political and thinking of war.
Saige A L Flores
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