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It’s funny how I could never cry, until the night when you passed by, hand in hand with another guy; dressed to kill. And look who’s dying
Leave them kids alone
I’m told that caring is a weakness
The quest for profit
In love and war there are no rules
There is no such thing as an accident
Why are they killing all the children?
The crytpocurrency community hasn’t decided whether they want to be anarchist rebels or to replace the establishment
Is this the life we really want?
