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Answer
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It
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was
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just
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fine.
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We
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lived
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in
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peace.
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Looked
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to
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a
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happy
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ending.
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The
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days
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were
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bright,
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they
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shined
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like
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gold.
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Every
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step
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ascending.
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Our
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dreams
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came
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true,
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our
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path
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was
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clear.
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The
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moon
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watched
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safely
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from
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above.
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But
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every
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smile
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is
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not
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the
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same
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and
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every
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Answer
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heart
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is
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not
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filled
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with
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love.
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For
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Mankind.
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Look
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around
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it's
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getting
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very
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hard
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to
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find.
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Not
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every
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open
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wound
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is
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simply
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healed
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by
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time.
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But
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revenge
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is
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always
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sweet.
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And
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chaos
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is
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the
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price.
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Feel
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it
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everywhere
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and
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you
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see
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it
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growing.
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Enemies
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arise
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and
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the
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Answer
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hate
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is
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flowing,
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shattering
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the
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moon
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and
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bloodying
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the
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sky.
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The
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machines
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of
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war
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will
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fuel
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both
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sides.
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And
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the
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greed
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will
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only
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grow
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more
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lies.
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Farewell
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to
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days
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of
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peace
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cause
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now
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it's
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time
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to
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die.
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Where
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did
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it
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go?
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Our
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peaceful
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youth
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seems
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to
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be
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Answer
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gone
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forever.
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And
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in
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its
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place,
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a
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life
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of
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war.
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Every
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truce
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has
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severed.
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We'll
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live
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our
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lives
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watching
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our
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backs,
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not
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knowing
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who
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to
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trust
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or
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fear.
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The
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hate
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just
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swallows
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all
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the
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love
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and
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all
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the
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truth
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will
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disappear.
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Lost
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and
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|
blind.
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Seems
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our
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dreams,
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Answer
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of
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peace
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have
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all
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been
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left
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behind.
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It's
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often
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said
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white
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clouds
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aren't
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always
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silver
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lined.
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But
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the
|
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future's
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looking
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bleak.
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And
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a
|
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storm
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is
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set
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to
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rise.
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Say
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goodbye.
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Time
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to
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die.
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Say
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goodbye.
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Just
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say
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goodbye.
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Time
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to
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|
die.
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Feel
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it
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|
everywhere
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|
and
|
|
you
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|
see
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|
Answer
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it
|
|
growing,
|
|
enemies
|
|
arise
|
|
and
|
|
the
|
|
hate
|
|
is
|
|
flowing,
|
|
shattering
|
|
the
|
|
moon
|
|
and
|
|
bloodying
|
|
the
|
|
sky.
|
|
The
|
|
machines
|
|
of
|
|
war
|
|
will
|
|
fuel
|
|
both
|
|
sides,
|
|
and
|
|
the
|
|
greed
|
|
will
|
|
only
|
|
grow
|
|
more
|
|
lies.
|
|
Farewell
|
|
to
|
|
days
|
|
of
|
|
peace,
|
|
cause
|
|
now
|
|
it's
|
|
time
|
|
to
|
|
die.
|
|
Die.
|
|
Die.
|
|
Die.
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