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I’ve ingested the bigot — imbibed his words in each step that falters, felt the cruel weight of lies in every doubt and deprecation, muted judgement of the system that I might prejudge myself in ****** images he inscribes. This fight will go down into the dark caverns of unreason until the morning of unknowing   shall expel the burrowing villain that cannot live without destroying his only host.
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Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 11:52 AM UTC
faith and treason
I’ve ingested the bigot — imbibed his words in each step that falters, felt the cruel weight of lies in every doubt and deprecation, muted judgement of the system that I might prejudge myself in ****** images he inscribes. This fight will go down into the dark caverns of unreason until the morning of unknowing   shall expel the burrowing villain that cannot live without destroying his only host.
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50/M/Cleveland
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 11:52 AM UTC
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