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***** Sunset Midnight Morning

Yeah !
WHERE THE **** ARE YOU ?


hiding

In the photo shopped in shadows of fake misery

Waitin for THE MAN to go away


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In the broken dream streets

Broken promises make good lovers
For the

Ill informed

Members of the hidden community


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Brain washed and weak children follow their parents

Into
OBLIVION

where they ******* continuously to the sound
Of

Bongo Drums

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As the long dicked boys lick the

Virginal juices of those in the proximity

Of womanhood

ALL HONOR IS GONE !

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tales of heaven fill the spaces once occupied by

The stories of saints and children

Creating in pure hills

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We are ready

We are here

In the

***** Sunset Midnight Morning

Or rebirth and it's grace

We are here

You too are here


Here together for the

Marriage Feast


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