A Freedom Struggle

Spoken like a man, this friend.

WHAT BARDS SEE

A grave mishap shadows this country contrary to the dilemmas of perfection. The disease infested from an inborn instinct to demean the grace of woman, can graduate to further flourish in the underworlds of terrorism. I stand in no post to address this section of the mass for I am a man- the enemy of your pride. But I stand with chastity and I mean every word off my tongue. It is true that the barbaric men choose, with their prejudice to woe your physical vulnerability.

In this land where rage is depicted through ignoble deeds, generosity is the most feeble attribute. On an encounter, would you succumb to a resourceful man? I hope not, and you dare not. I can not provide a strategy as fate runs the lives today.Justice is only a word, and the Constitution is provides a thousand interpretations that can even prove a terrorist innocent, but…

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