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If I was alone,I think I'd know why.
The people have obliterated our God the father. We as a race would not know the difference, but deep inside shall my mourning never stop. If I was alone,my beliefs would hurt me. The people would be in unhealthy positions,risking their lives. They as a race would not care, but in my heart the beats would pierce my weakened chest. If I was alone,I would never forget my old life. The people ended my career,my life,my hope; The citizens as a race would not care to observe, but within me the memories would live. If I was alone,I'd never recover. The people decided to demolish what was left of a land's morals. They as a race would be happy, but in my mind anger would dominate. If I was alone,a church would be my home. The people manipulated the church that I so worshipped. The subjects as a race would feel infinite power, but in my soul the church of God would forever rule despite this hell. If I was alone,I would die of crying myself to near death each night. The people opened doors to sexual liberation that only Satan would own. They as a race would think it's right, but in me the truth would remain but unfortunately forever dead.
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