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indeed sir, as this golden-voiced siren so eloquently puts it, the climate in said 'D' - socially as well as environmentally - can plummet to levels that would test the mettle of those with the most stout of fortitudes, let alone the common folk who are frequently subjected to it.
many nights, while sipping on earl grey by the fire in my study, i find myself asking the same question raised by these thought provoking lyrics. alas, the answer to "how the fuck do we 'posed to keep peace?" has eluded even the greatest of philosophers of our time. while the absence of a solution may weigh heavily on their heads, surely they find some mild comfort when partaking in this illustrious tune.
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