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****** night, Stormy night Soilders perishing Cannons firing No one is reviving And the sound of people crying No one knows how this started But there's a lot of blood flying Airstrikes bombing Gunshots flying Its all really terrifying All peace and hope has been lost When Cannon shots start multiplying!
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 5:55 PM UTC
War.
****** night, Stormy night Soilders perishing Cannons firing No one is reviving And the sound of people crying No one knows how this started But there's a lot of blood flying Airstrikes bombing Gunshots flying Its all really terrifying All peace and hope has been lost When Cannon shots start multiplying!
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 5:55 PM UTC
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