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Oh, the beasts you feed, that laugh and **** and steal, I’ve seen. You wonder why they grow so tall, so furious, so strong, so angry, so cut throat, they that lurk among you, baring fangs to bite the hand that gives, and strokes the necks of callous pigs.
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May 9, 2010
May 9, 2010 at 12:14 PM UTC
In Gardens of Men
Oh, the beasts you feed, that laugh and **** and steal, I’ve seen. You wonder why they grow so tall, so furious, so strong, so angry, so cut throat, they that lurk among you, baring fangs to bite the hand that gives, and strokes the necks of callous pigs.
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May 9, 2010
May 9, 2010 at 12:14 PM UTC
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