The wind like the politician is blowing dead leaves into piles .-Maple-dogwood , from every square foot of the forest-, not unlike this land , to take dead , lifeless organic material and set itΒ on fire . Heavy thick smoke-is appearing , choking , reducing our vision , leaving us fearful of the unknown , thats how its done ! A funeral pyre aflame , in the name of country , but burning our eye so we cannot see its true intent , it's the natural order charade , a witches brew , a stew cooked by the burning of innocent robotic dead of mind , grab a bowl , a spoon and a ladle , get force fed by Democrat , Republican chefs !
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