Discarded to the earth, my flesh rejected, the atmosphere creating sores that covered my body for several years physically irritated, I soon discovered the horrible unpredictable nature of man, with crime mental pain and deceit as the amain theme for war. My compassion is now turned to hate and fear. I once cared for humanity and was bothered by the loss of life. But after 30 years people remain as ugly as ever and do the worst possible things to each other (building my fear). I'm just a scared little child in a world full of monsters. I don't trust you, i'm afraid of you, I hate you.

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