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life is an irony, A place where non-living things tends To live longer than the living Life's too short The dust beneath  your feet today Might be your roof tomorrow! Life is a battle field The survival of the fitest Then palm wine for the victors Seven virgins should be waiting, My soul groans to give in Am a wounded worrior, And my cartridge is empty of bullets!
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 7:34 AM UTC
Life is an irony
life is an irony, A place where non-living things tends To live longer than the living Life's too short The dust beneath  your feet today Might be your roof tomorrow! Life is a battle field The survival of the fitest Then palm wine for the victors Seven virgins should be waiting, My soul groans to give in Am a wounded worrior, And my cartridge is empty of bullets!
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 7:34 AM UTC
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