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how about we focus on the blood that’s painting our streets red and not on the blood that i can’t help but shed there is a difference. one of them is unnatural.
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Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 4:22 AM UTC
the cries of our sons
how about we focus on the blood that’s painting our streets red and not on the blood that i can’t help but shed there is a difference. one of them is unnatural.
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Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 4:22 AM UTC
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