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AA rising to the flashing sky war propellers, diesel roar sleeping cargoes, deadly dreams B17 and 24 gliding the heavens shadows ruling the night sky Birds falling to their roasted grave an angels pride, hells death by number living by breath of war machines fly to live, live to fly, fly until they die kill or be killed Bombers, gunners, pilots fortress, fighter, hunters living doing dying fallen to the grave in their metallic coffins Never the less they fly | ||||||||||||||
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