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the country isn't poor at all: the wealth is just hoarded, and goes rotten, and skeletons of industry rust. people are starved, drowned, blown up; profits are made, the country isn't poor at all: the wealth travelled north - taken - into open arms, those brave souls in flight who followed were left to the waves or destitution. the country isn't poor at all: the wealth is just hoarded, hundreds of thousands of houses are empty, and skeletons of industry rust. the country isn't poor at all: the wealth is just hoarded, and goes rotten. justice will take more than just good deeds: open the borders, break down the walls! produce and allocate according to need, and there will be enough—for us all!
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Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 1:13 PM UTC
a dimention of the global north
the country isn't poor at all: the wealth is just hoarded, and goes rotten, and skeletons of industry rust. people are starved, drowned, blown up; profits are made, the country isn't poor at all: the wealth travelled north - taken - into open arms, those brave souls in flight who followed were left to the waves or destitution. the country isn't poor at all: the wealth is just hoarded, hundreds of thousands of houses are empty, and skeletons of industry rust. the country isn't poor at all: the wealth is just hoarded, and goes rotten. justice will take more than just good deeds: open the borders, break down the walls! produce and allocate according to need, and there will be enough—for us all!
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Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 1:13 PM UTC
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