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Suffering is a gift all the others a mockery. A test from God only some can endure. many create misery out of suffering, that's to say they've begun to dig their own grave.
Their hands become bloodied and torn.
They will soon go mad.
The lines between men and women will blur.
As they become consumed by their madness.
Governments will collude against the commen wealth.
The world is falling into madness it shall not fall forever.
Written by Menoisme
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Hello, this Is a philosophical thesis. It is still under construction. Critism is welcome. I hope you enjoy the read
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