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Created on: November 05, 2009
A wicked world at war.
Reluctant soldiers
doomed to fulfill
a painful chore.
Death was
no longer taboo.
This dreadful
concept was
hardly new.
Bodies piled up
on top of each other.
Every family had lost
a son or a brother.
Humanity had failed again.
Three more global conflicts
would soon begin.
Any chance of resolution
had already worn too thin.
Gigantic pools of fresh blood.
A vinegary volcanic flood.
Bloodied bodies soon reached
the seething sun and sky.
As the weakened world asked WHY?
Humanity had failed once again.
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