The NRA
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Only silence comes from the Rulers of The Death Machines. The cries of the dead do not pry open their mouths. The testimonies of the ones who lived do not make them weep. While the world calls for action, they stay still. They demand money in exchange for a sea blood. Life...does not matter to them. Until it is their own. On that day, not even God will be able to save them. I pray for that day comes soon.
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