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Dear hunger, poverty and disease we are declaring war on you and your kind. Strife in all of your forms of abuse and crushed innocence your days are numbered.

You will no longer hold us ransom.

For we are coming for you in the hundreds and thousands and millions.

by RickAstley


This image was made with the ransom note generator, it arranges a bunch of letters cut from newspapers and magazines into text - like ransom notes on an old TV series.


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