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Through an all consuming ever looming self-entombing slow death march they slogged along growing strong by right of wrong through hate they berate conflate inflate implicate in a quest to initiate all those withering Souls who follow without reason behind those bent who's Soul intent.. is eradication invalidation so that even those who avert their eyes from this aberration Still follow one step one stone one more who does condone believing somehow time will allow the ability to atone to take back what they already own And yet ... by division indecision miscreant dreams seen through aberrant visions painted on the nonexistent headstones Of those deemed Unworthy of condolence When the heavy hand of Injustice Whispers you can trust us "listen not to the neurosyphilitic rot that the weak-minded speak for We  Are  The  Chosen The American creed the annointed  Anglo breed who have fought hard with righteousness Appointed to achieve the America that God intended as HIS emissaries we are the righteously pure ordained Warriors as  WE now take.. possession of our pure white Nation our building Stone to create anew that which is to be the new state !" Oh you fools ! you withering Souls YOU who slogged along through the swamps of intolerance toward a place ..you thought you would belong Unfortunately forgot to anticipate That the haters will always need someone to berate denigrate and to  Hate ! So ...who are you again ?
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Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 10:21 AM UTC
Who are you again?
Through an all consuming ever looming self-entombing slow death march they slogged along growing strong by right of wrong through hate they berate conflate inflate implicate in a quest to initiate all those withering Souls who follow without reason behind those bent who's Soul intent.. is eradication invalidation so that even those who avert their eyes from this aberration Still follow one step one stone one more who does condone believing somehow time will allow the ability to atone to take back what they already own And yet ... by division indecision miscreant dreams seen through aberrant visions painted on the nonexistent headstones Of those deemed Unworthy of condolence When the heavy hand of Injustice Whispers you can trust us "listen not to the neurosyphilitic rot that the weak-minded speak for We  Are  The  Chosen The American creed the annointed  Anglo breed who have fought hard with righteousness Appointed to achieve the America that God intended as HIS emissaries we are the righteously pure ordained Warriors as  WE now take.. possession of our pure white Nation our building Stone to create anew that which is to be the new state !" Oh you fools ! you withering Souls YOU who slogged along through the swamps of intolerance toward a place ..you thought you would belong Unfortunately forgot to anticipate That the haters will always need someone to berate denigrate and to  Hate ! So ...who are you again ?
keith-w-fletcher
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Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 10:21 AM UTC
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