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One should never regret coming away From any crowd, and certainly not now: Their loving voices are raised in chants of hate And their funny hats aren’t funny at all Their ultimate freedom is the freedom to Obey with love the loudest loving leader Who twists their supplicant hands to fists of love For beating harmony into us all One will never regret coming away From any crowd, and certainly not today
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Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 4:39 PM UTC
Repudiate Deindividuation for Bipeds
One should never regret coming away From any crowd, and certainly not now: Their loving voices are raised in chants of hate And their funny hats aren’t funny at all Their ultimate freedom is the freedom to Obey with love the loudest loving leader Who twists their supplicant hands to fists of love For beating harmony into us all One will never regret coming away From any crowd, and certainly not today
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com. It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel. Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: The Road to Magdalena, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, and Dispatches from the Colonial Office.
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Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 4:39 PM UTC
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