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Oct 17
I wasted my vote upon a fool.
A fool that mirrors many jerks that attends his rally.
Even, the wealthy supporting him for breaks.
And many cries the most about smile mistakes.

They seek days of old because changes scare them the most.
When power slowly slips from one group?
They manipulate and schemes.

Which the reason they love the fool.
They don't have the clout that they use too.
Wasting a vote, we see many times.

Some just walks through life totally blind.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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