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Mar 2018
Peace isn't all its cracked up to be
Maybe we're peaceful and that's why nothings getting done
Just a pile of cards in order
Ready to be played
Terror is fed from the hand it was delt
And the dealer made a choice for  all of us
Maybe he was counting cards
Fox Brandon Briggs
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Fox Brandon Briggs  21/M
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   Skye Marshmallow
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