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How could you commit ****** but it be called two different things? There was no difference in our actions, only the side of the battlefield we were standing on. I knew the truth though, I always have. I was just like them, a cold-blooded killer. The only difference was the uniform I wore and the man I pledged allegiance to.
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Mar 18, 2020
Mar 18, 2020 at 5:22 AM UTC
War
How could you commit ****** but it be called two different things? There was no difference in our actions, only the side of the battlefield we were standing on. I knew the truth though, I always have. I was just like them, a cold-blooded killer. The only difference was the uniform I wore and the man I pledged allegiance to.
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Mar 18, 2020
Mar 18, 2020 at 5:22 AM UTC
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