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Dear Mr. One-In-A-Billion I'm one of the billion trying to get some of your billions but I'm just part of the sum of your billions. I'm the one in your pocket with only ones in my pocket avoiding guns and rockets that came from your pocket. You keep a gun to my head by putting guns in my head with the guns you have led bringing guns to a head. I became your captive you're a velocicaptor commercial raptor with a manner didactic to mandate moralistic methods of capture. When I ask you to stop I'm thwarted by cops when I ask you to go I'm thwarted by no's. You tell us to fly when you know that we're hurt you say it's the sky when we know that it's dirt you give us a tie when all we have is a shirt until the day we die and no longer have worth. You providers provide petite provisions then dastardly deride demographic divisions parading pride parroting patriotism but the parrots died during the schism. You don't trust me because of my bank account I don't trust you because of your body count you don't care because your banks can't be counted I care too much because every body counts. Monopoly is a boar's game the banker controls the board the banker determines the gored and property determines the score. For equality we must equalize our equity and make austerity analogous to antiquity allowing annihilation of our antipathies so we can delete deficit driving deficiencies. We need charity baked into the system so parity will be caked onto our vision so we can stop worrying about cheddar and give our cheese to the beggars but you're the only baker around with a shop full of dough that you throw into the oven to feed us sugarcoated lies. Please stop feeding us tryptophan through avenues like Instagram or other similar brands infecting culture with a businessman until we're business ****** except for a select few one of whom is you and your billionaire brood.
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Jul 23, 2023
Jul 23, 2023 at 6:46 PM UTC
Dear Mr. Billion
Dear Mr. One-In-A-Billion I'm one of the billion trying to get some of your billions but I'm just part of the sum of your billions. I'm the one in your pocket with only ones in my pocket avoiding guns and rockets that came from your pocket. You keep a gun to my head by putting guns in my head with the guns you have led bringing guns to a head. I became your captive you're a velocicaptor commercial raptor with a manner didactic to mandate moralistic methods of capture. When I ask you to stop I'm thwarted by cops when I ask you to go I'm thwarted by no's. You tell us to fly when you know that we're hurt you say it's the sky when we know that it's dirt you give us a tie when all we have is a shirt until the day we die and no longer have worth. You providers provide petite provisions then dastardly deride demographic divisions parading pride parroting patriotism but the parrots died during the schism. You don't trust me because of my bank account I don't trust you because of your body count you don't care because your banks can't be counted I care too much because every body counts. Monopoly is a boar's game the banker controls the board the banker determines the gored and property determines the score. For equality we must equalize our equity and make austerity analogous to antiquity allowing annihilation of our antipathies so we can delete deficit driving deficiencies. We need charity baked into the system so parity will be caked onto our vision so we can stop worrying about cheddar and give our cheese to the beggars but you're the only baker around with a shop full of dough that you throw into the oven to feed us sugarcoated lies. Please stop feeding us tryptophan through avenues like Instagram or other similar brands infecting culture with a businessman until we're business ****** except for a select few one of whom is you and your billionaire brood.
andrew-rueter
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30/M/Kentucky
Jul 23, 2023
Jul 23, 2023 at 6:46 PM UTC
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