Wealth.

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Blood seeping through t-shirts as the streets flood with angry curses, humans claw at one another, their eyes driven by hunger.

They kill each other with words so cruel, using despair as fuel to the fire they've lit up themselves. With their tempestuous minds and imaginary pitchforks, running with stealth. The evil in their eyes slowly murders our earth.

A war costing them their sanity and health, blowing away the useless wealth. Everyone knows the rich only made more green to be selfish and grow their pride. You can't take the cash with you if you die.

Can paper really be our downfall?

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