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Trafficking

We live in a world, that's loaded down with greed. Man will do anything for money, falling to do a good deed.

Man will take a chance, to traffic people across the boarder. They pack them in like sardines, and like a selfish hoarder.

We will never stop allowing drugs, from entering our land. Men thinks that they are cleaver, by planting drugs, within the body of man.

With the technology we have, something need to be done. The slavery of woman who 's brought to our country, to them, it's not fun.

By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

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