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Jun 2016
When superstitious impairment
Breaches human rights
Shall a gypsy curse the guilty?
Shall an angel stand and fight?

In the paradox of foolishness
That tears our world apart
The ignorance that's feeding us
Was forced upon our hearts

As always I'll be watching
With a grimace upon my face
When they blow your *** to heaven
   Which is really only space...
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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