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May 2016
i can not help but speak inaniloquently
is this the reason for my cachinnation at the world?
the society is blatherskite to me in everyway
the cerulean is lacking truth due to society's view
why does comminatory slither through our eyes, like the perfect disguise?
i hope for a world of disenthral, without the leading of so much passion withdraw
i do not stand for exsanguine, or the end of our precious humanity
Alanna Hoeveler
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Alanna Hoeveler
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