I feel the need to labour this point. Look at this picture, really look and figure out just how long you could last? shackled on your side like an animal ( some times), on hard wood, in a three foot space, in a rolling ship, in boiling heat, devoid of sun light, unable to move, sloshing in your own waste, with the constant stench and smell of other people's foulness, vomit, fear and heart crushing misery. Torn from everyone and everything that you know and love, with only your fear for memory - knowing you would never see anything you love and need again. Your heart and
your tears, slowly and silently breaking in the dark. How long would you last? MB
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