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Conflict

It came like a wind, and stopped, and stayed, not like the wind,
Looking around like a ghost, and faster than a thief,
Settled and take a place.
Still looking around like a ghost, saw one, and less than a twinkle of an eye, goes for it.
Like that, all is taken.
Still look around like a ghost, want a place for it trade,
Open it bag, and in it is double edge sword,
With it, stroke a rejected deal,
It says, 'witch-Doctoring is evil: stop it or you die.'
It says, 'here is my Medical Doctoring' take it.

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Conflict
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There is culture shock in our world, the conflict from civilisation
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