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war
life wisps in and out of the earth .
death and brith grant us more ammo to send into war .
withers away do the trees of love , when the bullets fly .
hope moves in and out with the waves .
with one win and one loss .
there is war within the soil .
with every step we take its like killing another person .
with nothing to remember the loved ones weve lost but a candel out to sea .
and when the war is over with all the destruction and poison we sent to the sky the sea will cry out from her frozen heart and regains all weve won .
then when all is done we see nothing but the end .
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