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Aug 2011
This scilence consumes my mind, as scheduled.
Unspoken and reserved, it willingly surrenders.
Opinion is rendered illegal in this city.
No longer will this go on, they say. Decievers, they are.
For it is you who will be decieved.
Stephen Razo
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Stephen Razo
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