The bone cold chill hangs over the darkness like a death shroud. The thick, suffocating darkness creeps into every crevice, driving out any thought of light. Intense loneliness and agony stalks about the hidden stone halls.
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We call them “unusable,” “disqualified,” unqualified,” and a host of other descriptions. They come from all walks of life and all manner of background.
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