Cowards!

I read hundreds of news on child trafficking! The cowards take courage in grabbing the tiny  hands of children who couldn't even resist at all. The soft hands are led to abyss by cowards who fill their hands with candies, dresms and promises. They become victims of the callousness of these cowards. These cowards couldn't even imagine the tiny hands of their own blood getting led in this way. If there is a category of people who could do it even to their own blood,  I don't call them cowards, I daresay they are ugliest form of filthy beings. These ugly creatures give birth to cowards. I consider them as a family. The degree of wickedness varies. That's all. 

Can they imagine their bodies being touched, tortured and wounded by others? Cowards! No, they can't. The mere thought of it would send shivers through their spines. 

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