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Cruel Days
In these cruel days
callow boys play
as lives.
To them, the same -
consoles, Kalashnikovs, knives,
game strategy,
atrocity -
They expect
to revive
in some nitwit paradise.

By tony parsons

© 2016 tony parsons (All rights reserved)


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