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Man's Heritage part 1 Cement plain, skyscraper citadels trees and grass vacant sky brown, of ash and suit this is what we pass on sewage spewing forth, in pristine waters foul mixed with oil slicks like death somethings cannot be undone! TEA BV 2000 |
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