There is no clean war.
There is no absolute truth
There is no victimless deed, but we are deaf to the echoes of each.
There is no clean war.
No merciful death only scarcity and abject fear.
We are deaf to the echoes of distrust and greed...
Till it’s built up to a bedlam of noise.
There are no clean wars,
There are no immutable words no absolute truths,
Yet we choose to mute the echoes of each.

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