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The ticking of a clock and the Screaming of a
child, too young to know the evil of the world
it has been thrust into. Too young, unafraid,
to know the injustice, malpractice, corruptness of
the Earth it calls home. It does not yet know, or care,
of the rich, the poor, the well, the poor, the good, the bad,
or what it means to say the word cancer, or death.

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