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#nuclearweapons
One levels a city, Ten-thousand destroys the world. There can be no pity When horrible threats are hurled. There can be no caving, No concessions on this front. So let's get to saving- Eh... Nah **** it, I'll be blunt: If we don't disarm, we die. Not a matter of if, but when; The time to make peace is nigh, Take your SALT and pick up your pen! In a world gone MAD, have some common sense; "An eye for an eye" is not a defense.
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Apr 6
Apr 6, 2026 at 12:54 PM UTC
World Gone MAD