.Can you hear the cries?
Nowhere the children run to hide
Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills
And woe to all her songs of love
A farewell to arms
Mutilated lives blackening as coffins line the sides
Filled with fathers
Who has won when only sons
Wh.
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