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Feb 2019
What the hell is this,
All these **** lies
Filled into big books
To control your minds

Half of these facts
Aren’t facts at all
Let us go back
To the discussion before

What is truth?
Is there any truth at all
Or is there only questions
To fill the halls

To take up your mind
And drive you crazy
Now the universe makes sense
Just maybe.
Dominic Miles Crowl
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Dominic Miles Crowl  17/M/Pennsylvania
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