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Dead Wood

We are stacked, we do out number the
best intentions the ground
is devoid.
The frozen box our nightmare all will
know to keep it filled.
Unclaimed large city wasted land to fill
in parting sentimental
values hold.
Thousands flow as Hitler marched the
burning youths an oven
blown a grave to keep
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