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Post by thefleetsin on Apr 14, 2017 21:30:08 GMT
the marble is on fire!
from the charred remains of what used to be a promised land of sorts came the cat calls and the snorts of fire breathing cohorts dedicated to the proposition that for every great war monger there will be an even greater sequel where the thought of anyone being anywhere near equal was seen as treason the main reason to implode chapter and verse into a resounding curse worn like a swinging purse hammering lawyer server and nurse into positions of servitude to a beast who truly believed it couldn't get any worse but he would dying trying.
sjw 04/14/17 inspired at this very moment in time by what used to be a presidency.
from the 'blitzkrieg series' of poems
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