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War.

The pain
Has no name
It travels in vain
It shows disdain.
It takes all.
It gives heroes.
Briefly.
It gives orphans.
Griefly.
It gives hope.
Thiefly.
But no one knows who started it.

◄ The Depths of Stillness.

I don't know what to say about this. I hope you don't either. ►

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