Behind Enemy Lines

As we pace across barren unknown lands, And remember the clapping, cheering hands. Of many happy, cheery people, With banners from towering steeples. Then thinking of the many men who went to war, Who now cannot tell of what they saw. As we walk...

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It is Sweet and Good

Do not believe the old lie: dulce et decorum est pro patria mori.

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Political Corruption

Oh, how the old lie seems to rot the teeth of those who sample it. in zimbabwe robert mugabe controls his country by using the action of brute force. the country of zimbabwe has been controlled by mugabe for around 50 years.

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Lost Little Kitty Chapter 4

The projector would also indicate with beeps whether what the person was relating was exactly as their memory indicated it in the fashion of the old lie detectors but with almost 100% accuracy, and worse.

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Growth Spurt

And even then, she'd treated it like a chore or duty; almost like she preferred the old lie about the stork to the biological reality.

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