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When a gun is pointed at you, you are afraid of the gun, not the one who points it at you.                                                                                 *We aren't afraid of people,                                                                                but to the thoughts that have                                                                                                             come alive                                                                                                             into                                                                                                            words.*
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 11:58 AM UTC
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When a gun is pointed at you, you are afraid of the gun, not the one who points it at you.                                                                                 *We aren't afraid of people,                                                                                but to the thoughts that have                                                                                                             come alive                                                                                                             into                                                                                                            words.*
Masked faces, tears shed with a persistent smile
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 11:58 AM UTC
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