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I never want to be a shadowman burned into a wall Ashes falling down rubble everywhere. Enola gay I wish you hadn't come you brought the light you brought the sun. A peaceful mans dreams of numbers and things turns to that that haunts our dreams at night that haunts our dreams at day and turns us against each other.
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Apr 14, 2010
Apr 14, 2010 at 7:13 AM UTC
Shadowman (aka The 69th of August Hiroshima/Nagasaki
I never want to be a shadowman burned into a wall Ashes falling down rubble everywhere. Enola gay I wish you hadn't come you brought the light you brought the sun. A peaceful mans dreams of numbers and things turns to that that haunts our dreams at night that haunts our dreams at day and turns us against each other.
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Apr 14, 2010
Apr 14, 2010 at 7:13 AM UTC
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