Nightly battles remotely rage
Helicoptor riffs
Fifteen hundred feet
Away from my incensed bed
Machine guns firing
Evening bomb repeats
How close? How far? Friends of mine?
Listen . . . hush . . . we�re safe.
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its not war/yes war
...hard to think straight day by day
decibuild me a fort
dress it up with calm
flowery escapades
expressed. sew bee it.
