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Mar 2015
War
I don't get war. Truly.  The bloodbath from guns fired. I don't understand.  I wish we could fight knifes and fists...there would be so much less death I swear. I don't understand why so many have to die for politics. For money and land. We are all the same. We are all humans and  we live this earth as one whether some want to accept this or not. Why must we die?  Nameless soldiers spewn on a battlefield and their lives...meant NOTHING. But a lost battle. Every war. Every Battle. A LOST  fight for all sides.
Petty.
My stomach is calm when I speak of this its my heart that twists and turns like what I wish my stomach did because then it wouldn't hurt as bad.
Petty.
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   Arlo Disarray
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