The Tears That I Cry
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Last published Sun, Aug 30, 2015
Dead trees bristled as the wind raced past them, howling with laughter. Packets of once good chips roamed the ground... Imagine a world without light, a world full of darkness. Imagine having to face solitude, heat, darkness and fear. The fear of the unknown or the fear of the known.
War IS Peace
Freedom IS Slavery
Ignorance IS Strength
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