They made it their home, their... their hell.

Their necks outstretched, their heads upraised, their gaze unblinking, their hearts void.

They have autonomy over their time, their task, their team, their technique.

O, their bons, their bons!

Their decisions, their actions matter.

They were making detailed journals of their spending, their mood, their symptoms, their treatments.

And we talked about their age, their income, their demographics.

If they're in a company their position and title, their age, their sex, their role.

Melting their insides and their skins.

their treasures and their noble dwellings

Their talks centered on their trip.

Mattie, you had their eyes and their hands and their lives.

Can you feel their anger, their fear, their rage at what has happened in their country?

And the way they impact their environments is to move motors around, in particular, their wheels, their legs, their arms, their grippers.

They expressed their deep love of their country in their own ways.

It doesn't affect their income, their style of living or their values.

Would everybody put their hand under their bottom and feel their tailbone?

shall be their recompense for their deeds.

They shed their blood for their independence.

Their happiness was rooted in their industry.

Their purpose... to make it their world.

Their purpose to make it their world.

I have their height and their width.

Their purpose to make it their world.

Leave me their name and their address.

And I saw them lose their jobs, and their homes, and their friends, as they lost their health.

They're actively guiding their money, their resources, their hearts, their commitments, to make the world a better place.

Or their altruistic or their charitable giving behavior might be influenced by their coworkers, or by their neighbors.

The idea that in that room at that moment, everyone, regardless of their age, their gender, their race, their color, their religion, comes together.

People were tracking their food via Twitter, their kids' diapers on their iPhone.

They put their hands behind their back and hug me with their neck.

We have enchained their necks up to their chins. Thus, they cannot bend their heads (to find their way).

I figured out their bios, their passions in life and their art styles, and I started making their work.

This is not a story of a nameless someone who lived in some war, who we do not know their hopes, their dreams, their accomplishments, their families, their beliefs, their values.

Their attorney

Their women.

Their probability

and who preserve their trusts and their covenant

and who preserve their trusts and their covenant,

All their deeds are recorded in their books

their security in their winter and summer journeys.

(Those) who keep their trusts and their covenant,

They negotiate with their employer about their wages.

Their boss made them work against their will.

Japanese women carry their babies on their backs.