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The Quandary of Einsteinium Physics

I do not know of WWI

 

Because I know not of drowning on land

But what hypocrisy it is to say I

Cannot speak on mustard gas

But I will design you a bomb

That kills for days if not

For always

 

Call that genius if you feel the need

To me it is the call to arms

Every man feels

It is the essential want to take to the sea

It is the secret urge to make

Another man bleed or change the way

He gets up in the morning

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Jan 2, 2010
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