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ww3

ww3

This is not how the world should be. Think about you and think about me. How much we want to fight. But who will win at the end of the night? Why cant we just put the weapons down. Donald Trump stop being a damn clown. I don't want to have to worry about war. I don't want bombs hitting my front door. This is all just a waste of time. I really wish war was a crime. People from other countries want to fight us, I am really getting sick of this BS! Donald trump is causing us trouble. Just because he is in his own little bubble. This country could be so much better, but there will be a war sooner or later. I don't want to loose and family of friends. Please just tell me when it all ends. The day is coming so be prepared. Its kind of sad that we have to be scared. I really wish he would stop being a giant air head. some people minds are probably full of dread. Why did they make him the president. I mean the dudes just so damn arrogant. But you know what it is all their faults now. That's what happens when you give a lions position to a cow.

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Nine Eleven

Lovely poem, unfortunately with war comes prosperity for the rich and powerful and a shit load of fear for the small men and fear is the real weapon, a very effective weapon.

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