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Silly Little Soldier

All these question marks inside her head The whats, the whys, the hows, and the what ifs “You overthink too much,” they said But she goes with Socrates “I think therefore I am” All these pictures and sounds she recalled The words, the deeds, all that have done Pierced through her rib cage, got stuck in her heart Oh that tower of bricks have broken down

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