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Panic is the poison that spreads through
civilization's vein causing death and destruction.
It's like the wings of a great vulture whose wings
stretch around the world blocking the eyes from
the light of the sun, making them fall into darkness.
And like lambs to the slaughter they run to embrace death.

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Robert Anthony James

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