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Eye for an Eye Eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth. You strike me and I lash back, Beating for beating, Cut for cut, Bruise for bruise, Limb for limb. Warheads whistle through the air, A poof of white: Life for life. When the dust settles And the air clears All that remains on the blood-stained ground Are two blind and toothless Bitter Old men. 
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