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He moves in silence Shows white face hides bare black hands behind back holding back violence voluminous moon passes over illuminous satellite comes closer and his face blurs Lunacy brings out fears Reveals black hands Black likes guns that he commands, ready to attack and there is no where to run.
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Mar 27, 2015
Mar 27, 2015 at 7:40 PM UTC
Face Blurs
He moves in silence Shows white face hides bare black hands behind back holding back violence voluminous moon passes over illuminous satellite comes closer and his face blurs Lunacy brings out fears Reveals black hands Black likes guns that he commands, ready to attack and there is no where to run.
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Mar 27, 2015
Mar 27, 2015 at 7:40 PM UTC
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