I often wonder if our millitary would shoot us all one by one?
With bullets just a flying and blood a spraying from smoldering guns.
No, I don't wonder, look at any history book, and you'll see.
That most often those who killed the citizens was not their enemy.
But their own milli.............tear..................eeeeeeeeeeeee.
-b
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