POOR, IGNORANT, GULLIBLE Born to the clan of bitter squabbles, impulsive behavior, hatred and murder, they wander as orphans of predator Earth, needing love so much to get so very little from power display, thus seeding the core in the troubles of Man, they live to get away - no wonder they're damned to sanity so very brittle.

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