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The Flood
A world of pain surrounds us. The years proceeding our own predicted our very situation. Paranoia, control, ignorance and discrimination. We suffer under those we trust to protect us, because they’d rather discard us, or otherwise tug us along with disdain. We scream at them, words of silence, as they turn their ever deaf ears our way. We recognise their ignorance and choose to live with “what will do” as we feel we’d be fighting a losing battle. You believe you are on your own, as do many others, splintered across this vast waste. You think you cannot stand, but you should remember one thing. They are few, and you are many. All it takes is one person to stand against the flood and others will follow. Use their system against them. Stand against the flood, and become the flood. Fight for what you believe in, not for what they trick you into believing is true.
You have the power to help others stand, to allow them to believe their given rights to think, feel and live freely. You have the power to do yourself the same.
You have the power to help others stand, to allow them to believe their given rights to think, feel and live freely. You have the power to do yourself the same.
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