Division & Despair
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Some called it the New Revolution; others called it a Civil War. No one knew what it was; they only knew that it divided the Country by more than State loyalty, even community loyalty. The deaths and destruction of the Country were not foreseen. Outside influence wasn't even thought of; no one thought it would go as far as it did. The deaths could only be estimated, that estimate was over a million. Some say it was a natural event, a combination of a two-party system, and the growing divide it caused. No matter the cause, we did to ourselves.
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