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Deep in our cold hearts,
Don't know what we know;
It tears us apart,
The seed as it grows.
The strife that it brings,
The war it will cause;
It slits human wings,
In the roar of applause.
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Deep in our cold hearts,
Don't know what we know;
It tears us apart,
The seed as it grows.
The strife that it brings,
The war it will cause;
It slits human wings,
In the roar of applause.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro