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It's enough to make a grown man cry PVC's Modern Man running through my blood stream I look up I look down when ever I look out it's all around PVC's Modern Man running through my blood stream In looking for our salvation in the consumer **** a darkness always descends Consternation Frustration Anticipation Adrenal Exhaustion Enough to make a grown man cry PVC's Modern Man running through my blood stream Fukashyma radioactive poisons going to make PVC's look like old friends. Modern Man running around our blood stream once again.
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 12:33 PM UTC
Modern Man
It's enough to make a grown man cry PVC's Modern Man running through my blood stream I look up I look down when ever I look out it's all around PVC's Modern Man running through my blood stream In looking for our salvation in the consumer **** a darkness always descends Consternation Frustration Anticipation Adrenal Exhaustion Enough to make a grown man cry PVC's Modern Man running through my blood stream Fukashyma radioactive poisons going to make PVC's look like old friends. Modern Man running around our blood stream once again.
Polyvinyl chloride the plastic in many of our containers we use to drink out of, microwave, etc.  they are running around in all of our blood streams, the oceans, every where. Fukashymia keeps on melting down and no one knows how to stop it.
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 12:33 PM UTC
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