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Feb 2015
Went off the deep end; kept swimming
with infinity overhead
No, I am not dead
just looking the part
So let’s bomb this system
rip these laws apart
Embrace a heart of darkness
transform pain into art
Often it’s hard to know where to start
Come up for air and take the first step
the path reveals itself

Plunge headfirst into the unknown  
it is there you will find yourself
For You
For Me
For Generations to come
life is about much more than just having fun
Your words are a gun
Load up, take aim, shoot carefully
the injustice of existence can be undone
Keep talking your ****
Or
Grab a pen and weave your truth for all to see
the future is in your hands
serving as
(parenthesis)
Do not succumb to the powers that be
A priests benediction strikes at fiction
The Bill of Rights is frilled and frayed
A president lays splayed awaiting the richest *****
Break away from the flock of sheep following the snake of a shepherd herding the mindless off the cliffs of disparity
Congress feigns progress
Con artists abound on the misty streets
A nuclear rider waits at the gates of your estate
You see your past behind you as a spectral ghost
B Young
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B Young  Philly endlesswanderjahr
(Philly endlesswanderjahr)   
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