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Aug 2017
When does it end,?
I wish it would end,.
I want it to all disappear,.
In a supernova,.
A gamma ray burst gone astray,.
Catapulting it's hate,.
There will be no more pain to regulate,.
Why do we suffer still,?
Throwing dead rodents from the window sill,.
When will we realize we are unfit for this life,.
That they laid for us,?
It is time to take it back,.
It is time to go on the attack.,.,.,
Blake
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Blake  32/M/Durham, NC
(32/M/Durham, NC)   
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