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Home For The Brave

Whistles of death echo through the Playgrounds of Freedom…
Chains rustle.
And rustle…
Soothing melodies for those who have turned a blind eye towards torment,
Truth and captivity…
A land where its inhabitants isolate their hearts from any form of Love.
Fires burning away Earth’s beauty,
Fueled by rage,
Subconsciously misplaced,
By the Devil’s persuasion itself…

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