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Sep 2018
Gentle muscles of brazen iron desire
Tortured vision and simple satire
Authentic ingenuity, fake continuity
Endless, but it’s their duty
Scrub your eyes, see who lies
Manifest your current, seize the prize
Your currency is bleeding greed
Doubt a product, fear a seed
Rub out the lines, lives on scales
These will one day be just sad old tales
Lucas
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Lucas  23/M/Earth
(23/M/Earth)   
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   --- and Brianna
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