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a battle of philosophy
two armies that don’t want to fight surrounded by death and ruins of symbolic cities under a two cross sign flying over a solid bunker with planes that spit fire dropping bombs on the innocent and armies marching into the ice sea digging trenches that look like graves and eating horse meat with no salt a world ripped up by war and the barbed wire ripping up children a plane storms the sky surveying a ruin with a million graves and all for the ambition of a couch commandant that shakes, placing invisible divisions and trying to conquer the entire world for a pure race of humans non the less… and a whole generation destroyed on the barricades of the nazi defense!
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