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“We watched hopelessly as distraction of people was coming to pass,the historians ready with their pen and paper writing who is right and who is wrong, little huma ity we had was all gone,we were all left standing holding the torch of shame that had no flame of virtue left to light the way, no prayers in any language or religion had saved the day, the evil continued in the name of self defence, in the name of civilised and uncevilised and the civilised hoisted their flag of victory for killing woman and children by the thousands and the wind carried their voices across the globe as we hang our heads in shame”

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