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Stop before crossing the street, look both ways for landmines, my father on the battlefield where this killing is justified, from resident streets in ferguson to gaza strip homicides, My palms clasped tight in prayer, from humanity's suicide
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC
Crosswalk
Stop before crossing the street, look both ways for landmines, my father on the battlefield where this killing is justified, from resident streets in ferguson to gaza strip homicides, My palms clasped tight in prayer, from humanity's suicide
Tupelo
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC
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