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4d
River of life, fast and crooked
Poisonous water that doesn't look it
Sad and tired, shaken to my core
World full of evil with demons in its door
Warriors of light with the weight of the world on their shoulders
Daft and obtuse attack them with boulders
The laugh of the Devil is filling people's minds
Weak and tire are closing down the blinds
Ubiquitous evil, evil deep within
No need to search, it's where it has always been
With the shield of wisdom, rise to fight a war
Until our new world can finally be born
Martin Boško
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Martin Boško  25/M/Czech Republic
(25/M/Czech Republic)   
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