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Ruling the World

"Democracy don't rule the world, You'd better get that in your head; This world is ruled by violence, But I guess that's better left unsaid" - Bob Dylan He sits on a throne well furnished with sweat, blood and tears of many who have cursed and loathed him across the valleys, deserts, and mountains. He claims he's their king, but they see him as their emperor; one who has taken away their kings, their way of living, their heritage, their lands..... A dozen warriors follow him everywhere he goes, for he knows the wrath of people whose rights and freedoms have been taken away. As a prisoner of his own device, he hides from his own freedom, for he cannot eat, converse, sleep, or dream as a free-man. A sword, cross-bow, and loyal warriors are his only companions.....

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