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Jan 2018
I cast no stone but the honest truth.
That hypocrisy runs in all of our veins.
Around the inner workings of man.
Yet its our own perception of things which pollutes the mission, the vision, the application.
Blacken my eye and ****** my nose.
What will I do?
What can I do?
When I'm not a stone am I with you?
Colm
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