War

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War

They come; they fight

They earn their right

They jump; they shout

What is this all about?

They shoot; they kill

Each has the will

They spread blood

and slip in the mud

War has been waged

They have all raged

Now it's all over again

But they've spread pain

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That's all war does...

It causes pain to us

What is their aim?

Why play their game?

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