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The Fate Of Nations
by mazHur The pen may be mightier than the sword in places where people know how to write and where they can get ink to fill it up Or, know that a ball pen has to be held point down to write and that it would stop writing if you held and wrote with it on the wall; where the hands are free, where fingers are not fractured and do not bleed by the brass shots. The pen stands no chance in a land where people have but a dry nib-broken pen, and nothing to write upon, not even a wailing wall, except bare metal, brass, shining brass which needs not a pen but an etcher to etch and engrave and destroy the bleak marks scribbled on it by the broken pen. pen is no match for the solid brass, which is let to hammer down the destiny of a wretched land and its people.
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