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The End of Us
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Ongoing, First published Jul 22, 2021
Where did we go wrong?

As people.

As a state.

As a country.

When did we decide that lying in the face of fear was better than facing it at all.

If someone would've spoken up sooner, this would all be nothing but a movie, an idea.
But it's real, more real than any lie it was covered up with.


It didn't take long for you to realize something was off, something was being hidden by a power far greater than you. But because of their arrogance and inability to listen, the world was already being corrupted with an illness like never before.

It spread like wildfire, first it was just the deceased. Then it was able to be contracted through wounds, air, spit.



We may not be able to stop this.


So for now we'll just survive.





-Sincerely 

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