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How easily do you condone,
All that in the long run,
Whether it be sword or gun,
Shall make loss shun.
When all is said and done,
And the seeds of contempt are sown,
When people's heads in disgust turn,
Would you still think you have won?
When people have died,
Their wounds gaping wide,
When children have cried,
Their parents' corpses in sight,
Have your hearts never sighed?
How can you turn your head?
Are all your hearts made of lead?
Aren't your minds full of dread,
Fearing what we have become?
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I like it! Title suggestion: Supremacy
Thanks.
Amazing
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