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Lambs Without a Shepherd, Shepherd Without a Flock (II. War)
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Vanity has become abundant
Drink the wine from your sword and
At it's hilt lies a burning hand
To bury bodies across the land
Bringing down bludgeoning rain
End the mothers growing pains
Picturesque, filled with regret
Call me by your name
Unsheathed, wage war
Sharp teeth to contort
Flesh, down to bone
Breaths will leave their homes
Writer(s): Zakkary Moreno
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