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Apr 2020
I'm so tired tonight.
Maybe I'm drunk.
I follow this madness
in the "news" but don't
have a clue after all.
How can we find the enemy?
When it hides behind the
NY Times and Post we won't.
The betrayal is here and it's
a dagger in our hearts.
Goodbye freedom.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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