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Aug 2019
We were never meant to be
                  kings..

But pauper's begging for scraps
                off mother natures plate.

Remember she is the one who feeds us...

                            Poison her,

and we feed our demise..
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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