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Song from my old days

One weekend in captivity, I listened to this song played over and over by various people, including me No graphic images back then. I just liked the song.

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Wow.

Sobering.

Hopefully one day we could not blow eachother’s faces off with large weapons, you may call me a dreamer but i think we could do it if we set our minds to it.