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Jan 2015
You cannot rely on the one who would spy on you,
governments lie to you,
the state tries to stifle you,
you've got to break free.

There are them and there's me,
if
I look
I can see that they're looking to  be the
spies spying on me.

The constabulary,
uniformity with a limited vocabulary and
unlimited power, look to arrest me,
to contain and refrain me from speaking my piece,
I expect nothing less  than to be
under duress in a state run by police.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   --- and Ariel Baptista
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