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Nov 2017
Who can prevent *****-ish liars,
blowing smoke while I emote the coarse fire?
Unless it backfire,
if so, hear the squeal of the back tire
and follow the tracks to the pliers stripping wire,
ripping off the buyer,
slashing your power lines,
with the sour kind used to flower minds
Mike Hulstrom
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Mike Hulstrom  20/M/USA
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