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Fri 21 Nov, 2008 04:37 pm
:whistling:Doves filled the city with joy,
Flapping their wings and cooing.
Silence evaporates and vanish like ghosts
To make room for the nation's anthem.
Rumbas of the adults
Illuminate mourning hearts,
And laughters of the children
Wake the heros' souls.
The sun drips amber drops of dews
As peace, a crimson cloud, floats by,
Waving her hands and beaming to all.
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@TRITRAN,
TRITRAN wrote::whistling:Doves filled the city with joy,
Flapping their wings and cooing.
Silence evaporates and vanish like ghosts
To make room for the nation's anthem.
Rumbas of the adults
Illuminate mourning hearts,
And laughters of the children
Wake the heros' souls.
The sun drips amber drops of dews
As peace, a crimson cloud, floats by,
Waving her hands and beaming to all.
then the bombs start falling
sorry bout' that one:bigsmile:
I like to be cynical sometimes
good luck with the whole world peace thing
and welcome, though I just turned up a day or two ago
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