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Today I took some photos of yellow flowers in a field that used to be a battle ground The locals know little about it, but I think it had to do with access to the salt mines, and to think today we try to avoid salt, but back them salt was a way of preserving food. But naturally the war was not for commerce, soldiers fought to defend freedom and they were given the spiel how brutal foes were. Today it is about oil and we are given many accounts yet we have many people like the “Sniper” whose murderous conduct was made in the name of freedom, when it was fought in the filthy black mass of horror, but the photos I took showed a field of yellow flowers and where the word coward is a compliment to those who have s seen the amalgamation of dreams and the possible

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