A man walks into a warzone and he sees a child lying dead in the streets, he feels overwhelmed by sadness and grief and drops to his knees while crying and asks "Oh god why do such terrible things happen" He finally gets the strength to move on and in his journey he comes across two small children lying dead. He starts sobbing uncontrollably and wonders why the world is so cruel and visits such horror onto the innocent.
He finally gains the strength to move on and comes across a pile of 5 children lying dead brutally murdered, He shakes his head and clucks his tongue and moves on.
He comes across a mass grave filled with dozens of dead children, he pauses for a second and then shrugs his shoulders and moves on whistling, it's better that it was them then him.
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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
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