Last Flag Standing
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Last published Sun, Apr 1, 2018
It was just as most predicted. Their own governments turning against their people and destroying what they worked hard to build and protect. Could anyone with a clear conscious rise against the terror and chaos to bring back what was once great? Could they survive with only the few they had left and protect what's left of their pride and dignity?
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