We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Such blood upon withered hand, a room scattered with rapeirs from rapes, and below the hunch backed slaves, a war on all upon the streets, knifed in the back, on their knees, oach this inhumane scene, that bloody hand, can it feel the shame?
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