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They gather in groups waiting to go through the border; missiles are flying in the air and people are running everywhere .

They have been standing there for a couple days waiting to cross over but a deal that was recently made come crashing through the gate and they are back at square one, waiting for the plane to land.

 They all have foreign passport but I don’t know their were about. They are racing against time to cross over the most significant line. 

The aids are not coming through and the people don’t have a clue, but security could be at risk form a loaded trunk crossing the border with a hidden disc. 

If you don’t trust you must bring an empty truck to transfer the aid from the loaded truck to the empty truck and take it across the border. You can get an empty bus to transport the people across and process their documents. If you have a boat, they can travel by sea to the places that are reserved for thee. 

The water deal did not hold and the border deal fell through the hole the water is turned on but the electricity is gone. They need the pump to get the water into the line and the electric power to send it to the divine.  

One hour could make a difference but the enemy could send you flying into the heavens, I understand the security risks are high and why your heart is so fixed.

 You have got to find a different source for water to wet their dry throat. Get the water truck to deliver bottle water for the sake of humanity and your own dignity. 

I can feel the daily pain that the people have to bear, many have had shattered dreams and, in a minute, their lives was reduced to rubble, lost children cut up in slices, and mocked by heartless mercenaries, they roll their dices and pitched their tents in the blood-stained dens. The causalities are high and silent mascaras are going on in the ground and the devil is playing havoc with the gun. 

“Get out the voice come shouting in the town”, Get out right now or your dignity will be burned to the ground. Humanity has packed up and escaped overnight in a chartered flight that was far out of sight.

 The towns are bearing it weight and if you have some food box them up and leave them at the gates, children are hiding behind the doors, their mothers are weeping on the floor and their father are buried in mass graves in the earth. 

The civilian risks are high so make your plans with two eyes, the enemy’s uses simple tool to mount the stubborn mule. Give the people something to eat and stop the steal for this thing is real. You have all that is needed to walk across the street.
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