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Sep 2012
Fingers pointed
Outstretched and extended
Imposing itself, on what is intended
Innocence gone, like dust in the wind
Authority waning, dispersed, and thinned
Take them away, where out they'll be thrown
But those without sin may cast the first stone.
Mr E
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Mr E
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