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I am A Child No Matter how Much I am Kind , They  Immersed Dejection In My Mind My  Wanted Mother , That Sport I couldn t Find , HElp Me , Get closer To Me With An Aid, Chop Chop ,Surger :  At The Drop of The Hat  CHop His  Head , Roger ! At The End They d  store My Ashes within A  Shed I am From Syria , I see Debris Everywhere In This Area , Exchanged Shapes as A Flechette Military Bases  are everywhere Sat Up How Can I Drive myself away from this Arena ? Do Not Ask Me AsK China ! Maybe that statement is Lame , But Everything is True It s not A Game you just Don t Have A Clue , What Will you Do With The Fame If Donald Trump Is Your Name ? What A shame Someone Who is Barking out rather  than ironing out Mental Disorder ,  You are Out , Your Strategies Will Never work out Because : I M Syrian , You Are American , I am An Angel , You Are A  Villain , I am A Dark Horse , Who Got A Charley Horse , Who One day , Himself he Will reinforce , So we would Play Together Counter Strike Source ! Miserable Chlidhood , That cheered up my Manhood Like I m Living the Tale of Robin Hood Grasping A Machibe Gun , Fighting For The Country Helping The Army Everything Has Become A Fun , Reload ! How Does it sound ... When kins are Laid  Down on The Ground ? How Does it Sound When Others  survive for Another Life 's Round ? Shoot , Bullets , Munition , Rifle ... Fire , Demolish,  ,pistol ,  Deagle ... Nightmarish War , Landmines , planted C Four It s A GraveGarden Locked portals I can t Unfasten the Liberty Key has been Stolen ? Then Journalism starts spinning A Yarn That we are living like Horses , In A Secure Barn , Who is The Reporter :? None ! But : I M Syrian , You Are American , I am An Angel , You Are A  Villain , I am A Dark Horse , Who Got A Charley Horse , Who One day , Himself he Will reinforce , So we would Play Together Counter Strike Source !
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Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 6:41 AM UTC
Syria
I am A Child No Matter how Much I am Kind , They  Immersed Dejection In My Mind My  Wanted Mother , That Sport I couldn t Find , HElp Me , Get closer To Me With An Aid, Chop Chop ,Surger :  At The Drop of The Hat  CHop His  Head , Roger ! At The End They d  store My Ashes within A  Shed I am From Syria , I see Debris Everywhere In This Area , Exchanged Shapes as A Flechette Military Bases  are everywhere Sat Up How Can I Drive myself away from this Arena ? Do Not Ask Me AsK China ! Maybe that statement is Lame , But Everything is True It s not A Game you just Don t Have A Clue , What Will you Do With The Fame If Donald Trump Is Your Name ? What A shame Someone Who is Barking out rather  than ironing out Mental Disorder ,  You are Out , Your Strategies Will Never work out Because : I M Syrian , You Are American , I am An Angel , You Are A  Villain , I am A Dark Horse , Who Got A Charley Horse , Who One day , Himself he Will reinforce , So we would Play Together Counter Strike Source ! Miserable Chlidhood , That cheered up my Manhood Like I m Living the Tale of Robin Hood Grasping A Machibe Gun , Fighting For The Country Helping The Army Everything Has Become A Fun , Reload ! How Does it sound ... When kins are Laid  Down on The Ground ? How Does it Sound When Others  survive for Another Life 's Round ? Shoot , Bullets , Munition , Rifle ... Fire , Demolish,  ,pistol ,  Deagle ... Nightmarish War , Landmines , planted C Four It s A GraveGarden Locked portals I can t Unfasten the Liberty Key has been Stolen ? Then Journalism starts spinning A Yarn That we are living like Horses , In A Secure Barn , Who is The Reporter :? None ! But : I M Syrian , You Are American , I am An Angel , You Are A  Villain , I am A Dark Horse , Who Got A Charley Horse , Who One day , Himself he Will reinforce , So we would Play Together Counter Strike Source !
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Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 6:41 AM UTC
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