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Knowing nothing will change That the hidden war of America is hidden in the repressive processing of neglected rage Having turned through those troubles long ago To reach ink
Zen
Questions of the outsider you left behind That you is only a suggestion Without more distractions When and outliers chance is whispered Why where you not gone then To lead, or fall further behind? May it be that the ebb and flow of the cause still may find a reason the use your contribution
Long live Ireland
What was not revolutionary about the single life you lived was the revolution which took you into its palm guarding it's gold