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Take me away
To the State of E
Where war is waged
With foam swords,
Foam blocks –
Where death
Relinquishes
Its foe
Through kisses.
A land of
The Tiny Bomb
Explosive with
Vitality and
Vigor
From day
To night
(with a nap in the afternoon).
High screams,
Low growls
And sand
Spread all over
The yard
On the best February spring day.
“Let’s Go!!!!”
Away, away
To the State of E.

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