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Aug 2016
There remains no train to glory
The jackals have broken their cells
The zombies are in the mall now
The angels are cast unto hell

The brilliance of the wicked
Rule the castle of thieves
All the wars they can monger
All the innocent blood they can bleed

Corporate incentives form their new gods
The big money of freedom's speech
They locked the gates to the heavens
       And ignore the voice of the meek...
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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