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Nov 2018
This morning I opened up my eyes to exercise my right to the democratic process
It doesn't matter if I did it with heart or thoughtless
Regardless I am standing with my brothers and sisters trying to make a better system for the sinners by supporting snakes and trying not to see censors

That 45 minute wait allows me to contemplate what it all could mean.
Was this really the dream of so many before me?
I've grown so worldly with knowledge of the Caravan, the Taliban, the Muslim ban, and the wedding bands around the families of Americans

We all just want to keep it together, some to let go become a feather in the arms of the weather we call political tides
Is that a blue or red wave coming?
Whatever it is. It means nothing.
Jimmy
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Jimmy  22/M
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