He stood there with naked feet, gazing at that furious sound in hot land.
Not very far away, a man covered in black screamed out words from a holy book. Barren land and a hand full of kids were his audience. The kids listening innocently with guns in their hands.The black tryant had hatred in eyes and mainuplation in his words. He was brainwashing their childhood.
He knew it all but decided not to utter a word. He turned and walked away!
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