The food is just a source that keeps us from not fading into the ground of mother earth. As what is given shall be taken back. Many times we take the bite into the substance that once have been walking among us. The living soon be gone. He didn't chose nor we ask for it. But as time comes the battles stops and war machines shut down, only what is left is what we expected. As tank roll down the path with crew inside not aware of death they are driving into to stop for what they are ordered as soon all they see is wreck and fire with their souls leaving this place into the sky of unknown. One down but many more to come following by the man who watches all this and wait for their hands to grab them and pull them to his place.
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