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Feels like slavery With weight our shoulders Havent We endured enough? From One Bolder To The Next? Like needles draining  our blood for energy The White Gold of  Saturn Using Led from congress Our Spring Streams Have Run Dried Directed into a Different lines and Process Guarded by Projects With Capitalism at its finest Racism and favoritism. The Collective Body Shivers . With stretch lines on her skin with her magnitude of her tears. The stages of legions unleashed. Souls in battle using a leash. Things have been disowned and blown. The Headdress will take its throne. The Shield Into El-dorado that is known. Grids awaken from the Amerindian parts of the jaguars tradition. Collective religious cultures unleashed from its disposition. The beauty that brings a new position.
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Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 7:10 PM UTC
El-dorado
Feels like slavery With weight our shoulders Havent We endured enough? From One Bolder To The Next? Like needles draining  our blood for energy The White Gold of  Saturn Using Led from congress Our Spring Streams Have Run Dried Directed into a Different lines and Process Guarded by Projects With Capitalism at its finest Racism and favoritism. The Collective Body Shivers . With stretch lines on her skin with her magnitude of her tears. The stages of legions unleashed. Souls in battle using a leash. Things have been disowned and blown. The Headdress will take its throne. The Shield Into El-dorado that is known. Grids awaken from the Amerindian parts of the jaguars tradition. Collective religious cultures unleashed from its disposition. The beauty that brings a new position.
stephen-leacock
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Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 7:10 PM UTC
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