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As flies in the sky ideologies in air Are soaring up high falling down with rain May be the power to protect from space is low As attention to control mob No way it become winning game Hitting bullet in chest to follow blood Develop culture solution for problem with dialogue Don't think O brave and wise fellows You will not loss in the game of row All want peace and progress even in battlefield Try to cast only love saving lives of humans Those who died ruined himself and his family clashes have always defeated no one will one.
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Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 11:58 PM UTC
No one will one.
As flies in the sky ideologies in air Are soaring up high falling down with rain May be the power to protect from space is low As attention to control mob No way it become winning game Hitting bullet in chest to follow blood Develop culture solution for problem with dialogue Don't think O brave and wise fellows You will not loss in the game of row All want peace and progress even in battlefield Try to cast only love saving lives of humans Those who died ruined himself and his family clashes have always defeated no one will one.
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Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 11:58 PM UTC
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