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there, spoke Struggle. what came from Her lips was this: Defeated nay I ever be, inherent I am to all. Let holy be the first step, let the second make a fall. Tarnished knees and elbows, with effort there is a crawl. Not can I touch the strength, there within effects stand tall. Amid the face of my ruins, lies a rescue for you all. Tears avalanche from the ducts, by which compassion can then call. ::: we hurt for the Innocent. yet, why do we neglect to hurt for the killer whose innocence was killed long ago? find the Murderers of Innocence and all whom are Innocent may retain their lives. ::: "Life is the leading cause of death." true, yes. but, too, death is the leading cause of life. ::: "[...] It is due to the trigger-finger of the soul whom has not accepted a death of life within his or herself. [...]" (pp. nil) From the Mind of a Shooter; he or she feels justified to cons