Welcome To The: STASH

Welcome To The: STASH

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Science Fiction
Once a memeorable country, now split, divided from the past actions of a cruel civil war. A goverment dismantled and distroyed by the once great citizens that created the crashed demar cery. The country fell into a pit of dispear with out and rope, but the falling weight of poverpty. Familes towrn into eneimies stuck between the two raging sides of the coutry after the same ideal of unrelistic peaceful control. Brothers pinned agsint each other reaching for the golden bullet. Mothers no longer weeping for the hope of seeing there children inncent forgotten, and shunned. What was left of the once great nation, the citizens being crushed under the heavy iron heel of poverty, illness, civil war, and the unmerciful government called for a change, screamed, hopped, prayed for a change, and when all hope seemed lost there calls where answered. for infact a change did springs up from the darkness of disspear, a change so dismastice it scent the waring nation on its side. not only did the government see this, the rebelling citizens did as well, and they embraced it. "Down, down, down with the rest. The world comes to the best, sunshine shines across the grass, victory is our pass. Down, down, down with the rest!"
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