Tag: clanging cymbals
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Bombs
Bombs come slow, Dropping, Mercilessly, their vitality sucking life from our beloved earth. — No one stands and stares – anymore. — The nightmare thickens. Who began it? T’is lost in the annals of scared leaders usurping authority using ordinance like hail. We cry out into a vacuum of love, and our voices are lost…
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