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Jun 2013
We aren't meant to live the way we live,
And before long something must give,
So for now hold your loved ones tight,
When **** hits the fan prepare to fight,
Don't worry now though,
I can see it coming,
The ruling class hasn't got us running,
We have them scared, afraid, in panic,
Voices of good shall rise to the top,
We are already challenging their poisonous crop,
Soon it comes out and we see more than this,
We will take from the takers,
We will have bliss.
mark alen
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