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Oct 2013
June disciples left behind
A victim of the music with a squeeze of lime
Undressed and obsessed by the guilt of milk
History faires by those refusing to think
Hear ! Hear ! The paper's roar..
Hear ! Hear ! Let's watch them fall..
Divided Kingdom
Obscene economists guide the hands
Whack their tail and point to blame
Exterminated lights with a color once so bright
Future future on the wall
Can you tell us what's in store
Slash Space
Slash Space
Slash Space
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