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Human


Humans are just animals with more self-control. Strip that away and we all are just monsters with some manners for show. The strongest will live and the weakest, well, die. We do what it takes to fight and survive. And what do we do when someone sees through? Looks past the curtain, sees the you inside you? We laugh at their talk, brush them off, shut them up. Because if we smile just right and act oh-so-polite, Maybe, just maybe, they'll forget of your plight. You'll be safe for an hour, a day, maybe more, Go back to just playing those same games as before. We all are just human, in the end, after all. We care for ourselves, all the others can fall.
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