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Dear Sir, From where you are; How much did we do for thy name? Do not trust the liberals Do not love the allies Nor hate the oppositions; 'Twas not justice they make— But abominations! ****** of words Ballad of swords; How're you still looking? 'Twas not justice they make— Halt! And die Sir, pardon the freedom 'Twas too much and too less Chaste and filthy; 'Twas not justice they make— Violent *********** Hands are no longer useful Looks like we have to stay at home today And tonight, tomorrow, the nth age; 'Twas not ease they prosper— Paranoid demotion! Dear Sir, From where you are; Can you just forgive us? 'Twas not independence you gave— But debasement!
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Feb 9, 2022
Feb 9, 2022 at 5:26 PM UTC
Dear Sir,
Dear Sir, From where you are; How much did we do for thy name? Do not trust the liberals Do not love the allies Nor hate the oppositions; 'Twas not justice they make— But abominations! ****** of words Ballad of swords; How're you still looking? 'Twas not justice they make— Halt! And die Sir, pardon the freedom 'Twas too much and too less Chaste and filthy; 'Twas not justice they make— Violent *********** Hands are no longer useful Looks like we have to stay at home today And tonight, tomorrow, the nth age; 'Twas not ease they prosper— Paranoid demotion! Dear Sir, From where you are; Can you just forgive us? 'Twas not independence you gave— But debasement!
February 10, 2022 / Thursday 6:21
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Feb 9, 2022
Feb 9, 2022 at 5:26 PM UTC
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