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The drones have made themselves known. Who knows where they come from who knows where they go? This could be the end for all we know. White blinking lights swarm the skys, sporadic patterns, deep state lies. It seems that we are accelerating into crazy. But our leaders assures there is no threat. (How would they know?) P.s Where can I purchase one of these crafts?
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Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 8:52 AM UTC
DRONES OVER THE EARTH
The drones have made themselves known. Who knows where they come from who knows where they go? This could be the end for all we know. White blinking lights swarm the skys, sporadic patterns, deep state lies. It seems that we are accelerating into crazy. But our leaders assures there is no threat. (How would they know?) P.s Where can I purchase one of these crafts?
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63/M/Armenian
Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 8:52 AM UTC
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