One Hundred Twenty-Three

The blood of all the innocents killed or left to die in the hot and cold wars of the last twenty centuries rained down in sheets, drowning their murderers who wallowed in sanguinary luxury.

About John Swinburn

"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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