consciousness
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I feel the chill in the air as summer starts to fade away I see farmers harvesting their old crop to hay Golden bales sit in fields waiting to be taken away And meanwhile the sun starts setting Creating pastels in the sky of oranges and purples And of hues of pinks and blues Like…
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Risk or give your life for them See how little you get in return The truth that is hard to take The promises they make are fake God, Queen and Country They say this worth dying for Yet in return see what is returned Absolutely fuck all So why go fight their wars without a…