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the word salad of deception they weave and all these years our faces beam the slogans of hopes and dreams have left us with nothing to believe their weathered faces crinkled smiles hiding their history of countless lies the charactors on the hill the donkeys and the elephants sure get their fill while the slave ants bend silent and hurried to their will the promise is to have us bend our knees and plea as they smile, well'll get to your needs yet the masses still adore what they choose to see their weathered faces crinkled smiles hiding their history of countless lies let the smoldering embers be remembered as a place of hope and dreams yet she will be standing waiting for you and our promises that Her flame will never extinquish as she guides you to the the promise land
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Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 10:36 PM UTC
smoldering embers USA
the word salad of deception they weave and all these years our faces beam the slogans of hopes and dreams have left us with nothing to believe their weathered faces crinkled smiles hiding their history of countless lies the charactors on the hill the donkeys and the elephants sure get their fill while the slave ants bend silent and hurried to their will the promise is to have us bend our knees and plea as they smile, well'll get to your needs yet the masses still adore what they choose to see their weathered faces crinkled smiles hiding their history of countless lies let the smoldering embers be remembered as a place of hope and dreams yet she will be standing waiting for you and our promises that Her flame will never extinquish as she guides you to the the promise land
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tom-krutilla
Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 10:36 PM UTC
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