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Aug 2012
Build our castles.
Construct our cities.
Fill our motes.
Destroy our enemies.
Build an army.
Establish order.
Collect raw material.
Draw our borders.

You sit in the sandbox.
And build your pride,
You forget that sand castles,
Wash away with in the tide.
Koty Peter
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