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How many more.
How many more must die today
how many can be saved?,
no peace this thing for anyone
but to dig these endless graves.
A shattered life a family torn
yet still they wonder why,
no names but just a number
for each of them that die.
Each morning we say a little prayer
that our families safe they stay,
at night we mourn for others
that were taken that very day.
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How many more.
How many more.
