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As Kids

As kids, we always follow Our hearts which burn inside As men, we turn them hollow And color them with pride As kids, we question kindly And never care to fail As men, we follow blindly As long as we prevail As kids, we play so easy And life is just a game As men, we are too busy With...

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The Last War

The day was coming to an end All life was running scared As night was ending its descend Death stood and glared Few minutes and the feast would start Few hours till its end As hate broke everything apart Death started to ascend They ran as fast they could Hope gave them one last chance As...

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