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Jun 2018
These sinister looks paving the way to the underworld.
I silence the crowd of the untold.
They whisper amongst themselves a despicable gesture.
Quiet the noise that’s been ventured unto the ears of *******.
A passage I’ve create for the free minds of rebellion.
A light, a year, they will acknowledge.
That the star of their earth had biblical knowledge that they didn’t follow.
Richard Reid
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Richard Reid  27/M/Mount Vernon, NY
(27/M/Mount Vernon, NY)   
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