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Letter Seventeen

SUCKERS WERE NEEDED TO KEEP THE GAME ALIVE. HUNDREDS AND THOUSANDS OF INNOCENT DIED. THOSE IN CHARGE CONTINUED TO LIE. THOSE WHO SUFFERED BROKE DOWN AND CRIED. A MAN MADE VIRUS THAT CAME ALIVE. STOLE THE LOVED ONES OF THOSE WHO CRIED. THERE'S ONLY ONE QUESTION THAT QUESTION IS WHY. WHAT DO THOSE IN CHARGE KNOW AND THE MEDIA HIDE. IT WAS ALL ABOUT MONEY I BELIEVE IS WHY. WHEN JUDGEMENT DAY COMES THEY CAN'T DENY. IT APPEARS AS A CRIME THAT'S REALLY QUITE BOLD. IT CAME FROM A NOTION THAT'S REALLY QUITE OLD. A PLAN OF HATRED THAT HAD TO UNFOLD. SMELLED OF DARKNESS AND ANCIENT MOLD. SOMETHING I WOULDN'T DARE EVEN HOLD. WAS PURCHASED FOR ONLY A BAR OF GOLD. NO ONE KNOWS BY WHOM IT WAS SOLD. TILL THEN MY FRIEND STAY OUT OF THE COLD. DON'T BELIEVE EVERYTHING YOU'RE BEING TOLD. LIFE IS FANTASTICALLY GREAT SO ENJOY GROWING OLD. 05022020

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