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because of the lack of employees in the health system the sanity of my country goes insane imagine that we made a revolution and survived to watch this hospital in which more than a dozen children where burned alive ”what I saw was apocalyptic” said the fireman ”all those children crying out loud in the flames and nothing in that room to prevent such a horror” ”we made anything is possible” stated the doctors half of the kids are now dead and the rest burned like hell Ceausescu also made everything is possible but he did not burn the children alive there is no other country in the world where babies where burned in the hospital this us the ugliest crime ever shocked humanity this is the mud we are drowning in Romania just burn your children and lift your shoulders like you got no idea what the ****** hell  is going on eat your hands dear God there is nothing else left to be done
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Aug 18, 2010
Aug 18, 2010 at 9:13 AM UTC
Romania burn your children alive
because of the lack of employees in the health system the sanity of my country goes insane imagine that we made a revolution and survived to watch this hospital in which more than a dozen children where burned alive ”what I saw was apocalyptic” said the fireman ”all those children crying out loud in the flames and nothing in that room to prevent such a horror” ”we made anything is possible” stated the doctors half of the kids are now dead and the rest burned like hell Ceausescu also made everything is possible but he did not burn the children alive there is no other country in the world where babies where burned in the hospital this us the ugliest crime ever shocked humanity this is the mud we are drowning in Romania just burn your children and lift your shoulders like you got no idea what the ****** hell  is going on eat your hands dear God there is nothing else left to be done
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Aug 18, 2010
Aug 18, 2010 at 9:13 AM UTC
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