We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
The glory of war, is such a thing, patriotic forever, rushing fast and into battle, swords swing and armor shatters, bugles blow and hounds bite the enemy, blood is running, the stairs are covered and dripping, the shouts of anger swirls about, chanting for heads to fall off.
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