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hell is beyond the grey blocks –
the desert where no human skeletons resisted to erosion, but became part of the screams represent the only voice of those suffering souls that moan when the sun rises this morning is different no more whispers before the attacks nor guns spitting fiery ashes just the awaiting under the frightening feeling of justice in each unconquered mind rules the tormented hordes *** I make my way through the minuscule magnets – those tiny mechanisms fly away tomorrow I won’t be the same
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