It's pretty much quiet on the western front. There are countless holes pinking the landscape. The air is have with the smell of dirt, smoke and blood. The green pastures and the idealic villages all stand as rubble. Testament to man's destructive nature. I hope this will not happen again in the not too distant future. While I hope for this I also must recognise that there are some of us that thrive on this destructive nature we all harbour inside each and every single one of us.
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