Question to be answered At a time as this, when desperate young men are pushed by the hands of the most evil kind, to the front line where soil burns, to the back of a canon that still radiates the heat after an ammunition departs, to the woods where trees fall and the rivers and the seas in which water is boiled with soldiers' blood and sailors' tears, but for what? one asks, for the insatiable sick pleasure of those few hearts and nothing else, so at a time as this, do you sit and hide and wait for the world to be torn into pieces before it completely ends? or you pump up your veins with will and courage and fight for the birth of a new world you want to embrace?
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