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Alex Vice Apr 2014
Rocks, heavy, big and strong
Chiseled into gods, used in roads and,
Flung to **** the poor...
Alex Vice Apr 2014
Blistering rage, and nihilist fears
Burning hate, and painful tears
I hang at dawn...
But does that undo any wrongs?

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