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May 2020
If there's any future hope
It's with the seeking young

The Americans have grown submissive
To a lying tongue

They speak so much of freedom
But all they know is guns

Mental slavery needs music
To become undone
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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