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Mar 2021
Faces covered in mystery, Eyes full of feer , Lost in a trance, Waiting for the news to get better, When the world's getting worse! I think we're cursed At the very least, They're hiding the truth From me and you. But sun the truth Will escape There lies, And show us Everything they've been doing Why they've been playing with our lives!
Big brother
Written by
Joe Quaale  49/M/Wash.
(49/M/Wash.)   
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