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Would you bear the cost of peace, if there was no war, no country, no personal gods? We are not talking about― a retropain of recent past. It was there when we― started walking, and discovered a superhuman being. The crowd swells every day, and a new religion crops up every now and then. There was no fatal crash. It makes you rich overnight. The money grows― from the barrel of the gun. I refuse to celebrate the victory.
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 10:55 PM UTC
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Would you bear the cost of peace, if there was no war, no country, no personal gods? We are not talking about― a retropain of recent past. It was there when we― started walking, and discovered a superhuman being. The crowd swells every day, and a new religion crops up every now and then. There was no fatal crash. It makes you rich overnight. The money grows― from the barrel of the gun. I refuse to celebrate the victory.
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 10:55 PM UTC
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