Armageddon

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You know the Armageddon being fought, perhaps to reduce growing population, still not at its climax, everyone having one's own version. But do you know another parallel Armageddon, Is being fought by the crazy artists, and do you know their weapons, it's a pen in the hands of a poet and a keyboard exploring internet. It's brush in the fingers of a painter, it's violins and guitars, and it's a voice of a singer, a song written by a pen, sent on air with the help of keyboard, supported by expressions in colors, a tune prepared on a piano, supported by various musical instruments, and do you know what he is singing, the common version of their Armageddon, and what else it can be, it's a love song!

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