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It’s a war
Somewhere in the world, People are dying Without saying a word. More money, more oil, More power we want, But to give peace Nobody can. I miss my mother, I miss you, I miss more than I say it’s true. But if you ask me Just for a thing I miss, I tell you loud: I miss world peace.
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