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I don't understand violence In the moment it does not come to hand I do feel violence I fantasise violence I fever my brain with panting anger But It's a testing station within a fiction My practices trace other patterns And these aggressive thoughts are just obstacles Yet I pray host And I know that I truly am A violent man                                 - Mr. Sands
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 9:53 PM UTC
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I don't understand violence In the moment it does not come to hand I do feel violence I fantasise violence I fever my brain with panting anger But It's a testing station within a fiction My practices trace other patterns And these aggressive thoughts are just obstacles Yet I pray host And I know that I truly am A violent man                                 - Mr. Sands
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 9:53 PM UTC
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