Social Chaos Xxl
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Sandra Feldman
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The raving madness
That provokes,
Without hesitation,
The fall of great nations,
Must go back to our humble beginnings,
As Rats,
Time has not concealed, rubbed off,
The dark behavioral contentions and disputes,
We just don't seem to be able to get along,
No matter what song is played or sung,
What language spoken or what bell rung
We remain irrational, as Peace is hung.
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