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We are all born slaves It is only through deprivation and humiliation, that leads to our status in life Like the pugilist, fighting his corner, standing toe to toe, staring his adversary in the eyes, he is no less brave than the soldier fighting his corner, firing missiles into a distant dark bloodied night. No matter how magnanimous they try to be , with defeat comes humiliation, Both brave, both soldiers, both slaves. Peace comes through deprivation, which leads to violence, through which comes Peace.. Eventually, sometimes fragile, sometimes eternal, for those who do not make it back home, slaves to a belief.
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Jun 17, 2011
Jun 17, 2011 at 9:18 AM UTC
We are all born slaves
We are all born slaves It is only through deprivation and humiliation, that leads to our status in life Like the pugilist, fighting his corner, standing toe to toe, staring his adversary in the eyes, he is no less brave than the soldier fighting his corner, firing missiles into a distant dark bloodied night. No matter how magnanimous they try to be , with defeat comes humiliation, Both brave, both soldiers, both slaves. Peace comes through deprivation, which leads to violence, through which comes Peace.. Eventually, sometimes fragile, sometimes eternal, for those who do not make it back home, slaves to a belief.
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Jun 17, 2011
Jun 17, 2011 at 9:18 AM UTC
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