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THIS IS MY LOT, BEAUTIFUL STRANGERS.
So, it's been 5 years since The september 11th. Babies born after live as reminders of the fathers they never knew. families incomplete at thanks-giving, christmas, and new year's eve. lives turned upside-down, inside-out. it's like they took the lives not only of the demised but reached for and crushed every soul who lived through it, and the surviving kins of those who didn't. All in the name of Justice. If there's one word in the dictionary that isn't relative, (since everything else seems to be), it would be Justice. There is no way to vindicate that act with any intention. If your means to a noble end saws and shreds the undeserving innocent, where is your justification? Why couldn't you source the problem to your woes and deal with its roots, instead of blaming and hating? I hope the surviving live to be stronger, and the lives of the incomplete to be a mirage of completeness. bitterness breeds bitterness. Oh Revenge, why didst thou not hide thy face?
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