Over here searching for proof of my existence and all I can find is lustful thoughts and memories of loneliness. What on earth causes folks to behave the way they do? When will the last soldier lay down his weapon? Certainly nobody wants to be the first.
The way I see it, my mind in the perpetual gutter has kept it off war.
Nobody has accused me of being a great thinker, but I don't believe I've done much harm. Maybe I should have had loftier goals, grander ambition.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
Love you dude
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