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Sep 2014
They removed all the music
All the resonating themes
All the reverberating halls
They burnt all the notes
All the colors
All the past
They stomped out the language  
All the crescendos did they wipe
All was lost and thrown away
They stole all the music
So only their treacherous tune would be heard
And the trumpets of war did sound
And when it ceased-
Silence overtook us
Mr E
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Mr E
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