To the victims of the Israeli bombers in Lebanon.
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August is so hot
Mother nature give me an early winter
Every hope is so shot
The children can’t avoid the bomber
Mother nature tell me for what
They cry so hard and get no answer
Mother tell me are we or not
Your kids, in your lap, searching for a shelter
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