Undecided Mission [A REWRITE!!] RK1700 Fanfiction

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ Deviancy; like history before us, we have overcome the ways of being prejudice towards one another for who we are. Such as during the times of the Great Depression that began October 24, 1929- where humanity struggled economically throughout all social classes each family held in their names. Those of color, those of poverty, those of former and current slavery, those of nothing; we hated everything. ⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ Deviancy... that word- rolls off the tongue without a second thought, a meaning, a choice. What is it? What is this.. deviancy? Is it similar to a reckless child disobeying his father's words? Is it a single mother crying out for help but becomes mute to society's out-lash against her pleads? Or maybe just a foolish curse we machines believe is our savior? A key to unlock all the questions we have that could never be answered by modern technology? Or.. could it possibly mean-⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ Freedom...? ⠀⠀⠀
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