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Post by thefleetsin on Aug 3, 2018 16:46:34 GMT
your fahrenheit four fifty oned my brave new world
the glow boxes were working overtime projecting images of elevated crime all the while promoting the value of a dime as children began marching to the music as it whined we are the overlords so work well inside our mines.
sjw 08/03/18 inspired at this very moment in time the gnawing and the numbing as the citizens go slumming.
from the 'blitzkrieg series' of poems
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