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Feb 2017
Maybe I'm just to ****** nostalgic in this world that can't wait for tomorrow but I can't help but wonder what happened to the better days of before
We're living in a world of tragic mistakes and the corrupt and the greedy and the hateful are closing in and they are receiving thunderous applause form the sheep who can't smell their own slaughter and its the same story of the poor getting poorer as the fat get fatter and fatter with pockets stained with blood and lined with gold and if there's a god what must he think as we shelter hate and **** on love and I look to the stars and pray don't let me be human and cry out please let me come home
Akira Chinen
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Akira Chinen  122/M/texas
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