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An Epilogue Of Sadness

Living In A World Of Hate

By George HallPublished about a year ago 1 min read

Dear War & Conflict, You've beaten us to a pulp.

When the world feels as corrupt as those next in line. Society steals from the poor and make the rich sublime. We multiply the odds to be eternally in their favor. While the rest of us sit and squander are very harsh situations. We wonder how our lives got so entangled and wish we could make it so much better. We struggle to let our guard down and make our governments listen to the everyday struggles of the everyday people. We wish the world was more at peace, with less fighting conflicts in the middle east. We wish so badly for our world to be safe, so that the next generation can grow up without any strife. We want a world full of peace and prosperity, less fighting, less conflict and much more love. Is it so much to ask for such a little thing, we are only human, we're humble, honestly this world is making us sick.

I ask this of you, to the 8th degree, bring back a world that use to believe. In the everyday wonder or people and things, back when the thought of war was not meant to be.

Sincerely George

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About the Creator

George Hall

I'm a freelance creative writer from Australia, who likes to write about all sorts of different and unique things. I have a soft spot for spy and disguises related stories as well as fantasy fiction, I'm also a massive music fan.

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  • Novel Allenabout a year ago

    George my dear, the world has always been at war. You would think that we would learn and become batter, we just invent more modern ways to remain at war. So sad, greed and power infects our leader's hearts. The good ones get a fight they cannot win. We have doomed ourselves, we pray for intervention and hope.

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