twilight before the dawning history
When they divide us as a nation we at large will fall flat on our faces being worth little as a country in value selling the rights of our future down the Liffey I pray for one that the battle is won as children are the treasures of the heart nothing can come close in value and love. Imagine we have a vote to bring in serial killers make it lawful justice there it crowns every moral thread where it will be turned upside down in favour of bloodshed sad reality based fact inhumane practices dwell corrupt
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