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Stop It

war is a constant has been, all ways will be power dictates the winner who finished last who's next in line who controls you it is the victor he who writes the past war is an epidemic created by humanity destroyer of families how ironic how war ties us together how demonic, are its ways war manipulates the pawns this is how division equals multiplication war is a weed population control the slaughter of good and evil needs no rain needs no sun a means to harvest the "lesser" men war dies only to rise again stop the wars your not gods stop the wars before we lose what matters most the possibility and beauty of unity

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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