Saving the Aryans

Saving the Aryans

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What's life without Freedom? How does it feel to be loved? Is it true I'm a devil trying to take over the world because I have blonde hair and blue eyes? Those questions constantly wonder around lina's mind, she never knows the answer to them, She's never been loved nor has she felt freedom, her life was planned out since her very first second in this cruel world, if only she could spend another nine months in her mothers womb, maybe shed feel love, maybe shed feel freedom, but right now she feels emptiness, nothing. What if your a soldier who doesn't believe Grutens fiction? What if your a soldier who falls in love with an Aryan girl? What if your a soldier who tries to find her freedom, but betrays his kind?
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