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consciousness lost neighbors fighting against one another clamoring thunder and pungent rain opposing views who both believe God is on their side   but, who is right? devious dictators who twist their words like the twizzler that you ate during lunch and dissatisfied rebels who want his head on a silver platter because of the lives lost in the murky, gas infested air and hearts left behind in the homes they left home is truly where the heart lies blameless women and children are soon just numbers added to the deceased and their wan corpses are plastered throughout the news 100,000 dead and as we sit on our couches and eat potato chips, more are dying and we need to do something about it
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 10:09 PM UTC
potato chips
consciousness lost neighbors fighting against one another clamoring thunder and pungent rain opposing views who both believe God is on their side   but, who is right? devious dictators who twist their words like the twizzler that you ate during lunch and dissatisfied rebels who want his head on a silver platter because of the lives lost in the murky, gas infested air and hearts left behind in the homes they left home is truly where the heart lies blameless women and children are soon just numbers added to the deceased and their wan corpses are plastered throughout the news 100,000 dead and as we sit on our couches and eat potato chips, more are dying and we need to do something about it
this is a draft about the Syrian Civil War for a government project. no where near finished
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 10:09 PM UTC
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