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Johnny stood besides his brother
crying Tommy look after mother,
He was going to fight a bloody war
tears fell as he walked out the door
His mother prayed all night for peace
asked the lord to let the gun fire cease
innocent children taken from this life
pain, explosions, sharp cuts the knife
dying men decay in the ground
A solution to peace has to be found
no more explosio...
Tuesday 21st January 2020 2:53 pm
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