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Feb 2019
The battle fought within has forced itself to the surface.
All the bloodshed,
All the scars.
Neither side will surrender,
Nor honor a ceasefire.
This atrocity pushes people away,
For they wish not to get caught in the crossfire.
Sly
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Sly
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