Sounds of bombs far off in the distance
Rata tat tat, the guns continue to fire The smell of gun powder and the cries of the hurt and dying Visions of death and destruction all around This is battle, some call it war These are the sounds and visions I carry with me as I lay on my couch; Wondering, Is It Really-Really Over!
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