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Oct 2015
Dig in deep,
And **** it up.
Clench the jaw,
Don't give a ****.
Let it flow,
Blood finds its form.
Be careful not to interfere,
The end of this drawing nearer.
Stare hard into the shameful mirror,
Until your soul feels pure and clear.
Now Show yourself to every peer,

I'll stick a ******* knife in the rotting heart of fear
Ian Stern
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Ian Stern  MN
(MN)   
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   ---, SPT and Sanjukta Nag
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