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They come into foreign lands, hands to their sides..their eyes smile and resonate hope for this new beginning. keeping to themselves, befriending man to be called brothers of the native soil yet somewhere in the heart of man lives a seed that is one day cultivated..hatred manifests and from this..hopes dilapidated. Lives of innocent people taken at the whiff of in securities, I was there, my heart wept waters coz too much blood was already spilt, I heard a piercing scream from a mother walkin away from her flesh and blood, it called 'mother help! 'But her end was near...mother ...Read the full of Burning Man