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Isn't it Sad To Seek Unfairness?
Do we allow the compelling mind to control our unwilling steps? Do they obey or deviate from the path smeared with insecurities? Isn't it sad to seek unfairness instead of much desirable closeness? Many have adopted this absurd concept that leads to nothingness! Incredulity is the changeless anthem of the cynical and the stubborn, within their unyielding spirit lies the ultimate reason of self-treason; they won't settle for anything less than a bundle of useless allusions: their trust spurs from doubt, their anger can incinerate aspirations! " Quell clamorous voices, hush their madness before unrest rises! " Is this suppression or plain ignorance to compare the final outcome? The enraged Vaillant emerges from the cussing crowd and shouts, " Isn't it sad to seek unfairness and desert others that show pride? " " We'll be defeated and furthermore humiliated, whipped or stoned in public squares and the mob, as always, is devoid of conscience. " No interlude can spare lives, no pardon from popes in fancy robe; no tears from sobbing mothers can halt the ax that drips blood! "
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