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We live in a society that treats us as Pawns. I have no intentions in taking the bullet for the Kings of industry. I take no comfort in the twisted words of the political Bishops sidestepping there way into power. Noble Knights  follow the corrupt Queen to protect the interest of enslavement. The Castle walls are built by the Rooks from the bones of the defiant. There is no where to move or breathe but on this board of hardship. ( 9-22-11   8:08pm )
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