On the street
Boom was laugh...
Run run people
Are run
Ways on the
Street...
Death the two
People
Injured
Twenty people...
Bombing
Making
To truly
Killing not only
for two people...
It was killing
The street and
State with country;
Silint...
And happness
Of the people
Life also
Killing the boom
very much...
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