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Dec 2020
Always been cool, a cool head, and cooler heart
Easy to fool, Not to cruel, sometimes comes apart
Wall to wall, Often on call, A urban drug outlet

Covids breakin contracts, anarchy attracts, broken lights
Fights at night, fires in sight, moneys tight, famines in flight
Proletariat burn bright, Blue heart beats turn the crows quiet

I understand, so I know where to stand, and
salt the land, axe the clan, switch the plan
Iron and sand, tax the man, stitch over the pain
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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       Simon, Eshwara Prasad, Bogdan Dragos and Galina
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