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Nov 2014
Somewhere there's a group of children
Without having someone to feed them
With meat we get through brutal violence
That factories don't even keep in silence.

Don't tell me that it's just some words,
They hurt like badly broken bones
You sure can cure when life affords,
If you don't live between two stones.
Lunatic
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Lunatic  Prague , Czech
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