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Post by thefleetsin on Aug 4, 2018 18:50:39 GMT
the cradle of emasculation
a stone was thrown across an ocean centuries ago and it echoes a still crying choice: who is he to quell this voice but those who would tender torture as their currency of choice.
sjw 08/04/18 inspired at this very moment in time by a new native and a whole new form of restless.
from the 'bigot series' of poems
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