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greatness

Donald Trump’s on trial - the first of many. It’s a cold feeling, being judged - with your future held in the balance (Ok, that sounded SO much like college life). We all hope for greatness, I believe. As kids, we see ourselves winning Wimbledon, or standing on the gold medal podium at the olympics. Donald Trump was a controversial president I think that’s fair to say - some saw greatness, others - not so much - but I think Mr. Trump has what it takes to be a great prisoner. First, he’ll eat practically anything and he’s used to both paying for sex and working with criminals. I think he’ll have greatness thrust upon him. . . songs for this: Secrets (Your Fire) by Magdalena Bay POSE by MICHELLE Hi-Fidelity by Lava La Rue Leave it on the Dance Floor by Hope Tala
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Written by
anaisvionet
22 / F / France
Published
Apr 19, 2024
Lines·Words
25·144
Tags
#justice#lies#expresidents#crooks#whores#humor
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