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In Exhaustions Armor The weights the scales In Exhaustions palour The spirit prevails Dubious sunrise Anul my period Remove from budgeted tactic Crisis Freedoms to involve Involve us no further In discussion under guise Recant the perjury Allow liberty her sigh For all of us being advanced upon By sheriffs and fire department Needs Needs #realdonaldtrump #cagovernor #asmirwin #mayorofla #aoc #elizabethwarren #berniesanders #barackobama #rbreich #iamwesmoore My Creed as a Diplomat Letters
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Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 9:26 PM UTC
In Exhaustions Armor
Judicial diversion procedure creates fragments of the deceased in repeal of witness appearance custodial guard is removed while held in halls under perjury of omission Emaciated does are omitted Emaciated does are omitted #asmirwin #repbrownley #mikeytaylor #mayorofla #repcarbajal #congressmansherman #cagovernor #realdonaldtrump #tonybiasotti #aoc Patterning a fold of the times Conspiracy Dwelled compromises construction as article in contempt article in contempt #taragendron #ryanperry #tylerperry #jennaortega #kimkardashian #taylorswift #jennahaze #kendricklamar #royceda59 #ugwu Emaciated does are omitted Perjured articles #asmirwin #repbrownley #mikeytaylor #mayorofla #repcarbajal #congressmansherman #cagovernor #realdonaldtrump #tonybiasotti #aoc CTC-TRIBLETTER • [email protected] Internet Dropbox, letters • [email protected] #asmirwin #repbrownley #mikeytaylor #mayorofla #repcarbajal #congressmansherman #cagovernor #realdonaldtrump #tonybiasotti #aoc Depths of homelessness fraud budget Duchess, I see and send diplomacy inferments for the prime minister patterns as well Martin has cause for department also Duchess Arrivals [email protected] American Jelly Bellies Internet Dropbox, letters • [email protected] Great Return Offered Broadway I am Tara Gendron and Josey Boy Find a Board!
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Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 12:08 PM UTC
Ventura County Halls of Justice
I observe reality Then I realize My attention gets Fragmented Then Paralyzed From the implicit Yet more then obvious Genocide World News Stations CNN Clever Fox Propaganda Hides a lot They back the burglars Celebrate the thief’s Manufacture consent Without relief Without regret Same as MSNBC Not a single moral left!
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Feb 25, 2025
Feb 25, 2025 at 11:06 AM UTC
Local News American
Morning drops like a parachute, circumnavigating the irrational things within her. She drew the grim cartwheel --crayoned images of kids in closets, and blackens them into illustrations of war. She sleeps on bleak days with young cameras, Lucy under the tongue, rosaries at the border feel like pins and needles to an adrenaline sorceress in giallo approach, her eye in a labyrinth, the eye she lost in the Crusades, filming streets below the color of dark Roman wine. It's a staring contest, waiting on rooftops in stages of collapse, there she lives or dies at the dividing line with the grave.
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Jan 20, 2024
Jan 20, 2024 at 5:51 PM UTC
Moth to a Frame
One long endless night passes yet again, Never mind counting sheep, I’m now counting flocks. The days blur into dreams of classics... I am Ahab, and sleep becomes my whale! Countless twinkling lights mock me through the open window Judging me from their perch in the night sky above. I eat another bowl of meaningless carbs, Hoping the article on my Twitter feed wasn’t just fluff, I load and reload the harpoon, as I miss my shot time and time again. I fade again. Woozy now. Eyes slow blinking... The whale is smiling, it's tail flipping, and mouth all grinning, stabbing teeth. I fire and miss. He laughs, ignoring this, and drenches me in **** He flashes me a toothy grin as he disappears underwater. He isn't coming back. My bed becomes a porcupine. My pillow becomes a stone. My blanket becomes a sheet of burs woven by the Norns. My eyelids become coarse-grade sandpaper. My back becomes a banshee screeching in pain. My legs become restless deer who sense a nearby wolf. My hair begins growing perversely inward. My bladder becomes the Trevi Fountain in Rome. My thoughts become the last horses running the Triple Crown. My heart becomes a double bass playing Skeletons of Society. He appears again, far away from my ship, head turning in the distance, pity on his face. He turns back toward the open sea and is gone. I perform a complex horizontal maneuver That CNN’s Dr. Gupta said soothes "The sleepless body at night". (He’s a ******* liar!) The melting white whale becomes a series rectangles above me, They form a drop ceiling, With sprayed-on popcorn, and unexplained little holes That provide me with a giant connect-the-dots ceiling! WHEN suddenly a shrill, repeating, soul-crushing Cacophony wracks what little sanity remains within me, trapped in this never-ending, soul-crushing trap of mind-numbing numbidity... It's that God-forsaken, three-inch square, , ***** capitalist son-of-a-bitch-of-a-red-blinking-bastard-of-a-heartless-mother telling me it’s time to start a new day... **** you alarm! I still haven’t finished the last one.
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Sep 21, 2019
Sep 21, 2019 at 8:19 PM UTC
When the Thoughts, They Come...
One long endless night passes yet again, Never mind counting sheep, I’m now counting flocks. The days blur into dreams of classics... I am Ahab, and sleep becomes my whale! Countless twinkling lights mock me through the open window Judging me from their perch in the night sky above. I eat another bowl of meaningless carbs, Hoping the article on my Twitter feed wasn’t just fluff, I load and reload the harpoon, as I miss my shot time and time again. I fade again. Woozy now. Eyes slow blinking... The whale is smiling, it's tail flipping, and mouth all grinning, stabbing teeth. I fire and miss. He laughs, ignoring this, and drenches me in **** He flashes me a toothy grin as he disappears underwater. He isn't coming back. My bed becomes a porcupine. My pillow becomes a stone. My blanket becomes a sheet of burs woven by the Norns. My eyelids become coarse-grade sandpaper. My back becomes a banshee screeching in pain. My legs become restless deer who sense a nearby wolf. My hair begins growing perversely inward. My bladder becomes the Trevi Fountain in Rome. My thoughts become the last horses running the Triple Crown. My heart becomes a double bass playing Skeletons of Society. He appears again, far away from my ship, head turning in the distance, pity on his face. He turns back toward the open sea and is gone. I perform a complex horizontal maneuver That CNN’s Dr. Gupta said soothes "The sleepless body at night". (He’s a ******* liar!) The melting white whale becomes a series rectangles above me, They form a drop ceiling, With sprayed-on popcorn, and unexplained little holes That provide me with a giant connect-the-dots ceiling! WHEN suddenly a shrill, repeating, soul-crushing Cacophony wracks what little sanity remains within me, trapped in this never-ending, soul-crushing trap of mind-numbing numbidity... It's that God-forsaken, three-inch square, , ***** capitalist son-of-a-bitch-of-a-red-blinking-bastard-of-a-heartless-mother telling me it’s time to start a new day... **** you alarm! I still haven’t finished the last one.
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HEAR YE HEAR YEIt's a wedding bell for bedding well cause' we're crushin' the illusion of Russian collusion! CNN wets on Russian bedding but Trump bets on Russian wedding, and you're invited to the bridal shower. Punking the monkery, dig the debunkery; from Rasputin to Putin it's time for some straight shootin'. Hillary looks old and glowers at Donald's rumored golden showers. Our media owes US an explanation for streams of steaming urination, but we are willing to forgive and use their wet diapers as debt wipers. My poem's appeal may take a toll, but let its little peal now roll: ****** ****** rings the bell A Fake News warning; time to spell out what was wet with Moscow girls. Putin's putas ?  Wisdom's pearls were pried from Truth's reluctant shell, banishing Hillary straight to hell. None. It's what we want left over from this hag. We now discover beds were dry; it all amounted (all those golden tricks recounted) to less than a tepid bowl of kasha. . . Russia laughed from her summer dacha. InfoWars was on it first while Dems spun lies from false to worst, awarding cash for faked dossiers embellished with the CIA's well-trained performing circus-seal. The FBI endorsed the deal as RINOS horned in on the action: Washingtonian distraction; a democrat-concocted fuss— . . . but we ALL paid Hillary to **** on us.
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Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 4:47 PM UTC
Fake News Wets Bed
Fake propaganda as news only fools those it's meant to confuse. There is wrong, there is right when you're left in the light of a nation with little to lose.
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Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 8:13 PM UTC
Mendacious Limerick
PRESIDENT TRUMP AND CNN WRESTLE ON THE FLOOR DEMOCRATS AND REPUBLICANS ARE RUNNING FOR THE DOOR 1-2-3 FAKE NEWS ON THE COUNT YOU ARE OUT IS PRESIDENT TRUMP NOW CHAMPION ALL HIS SUPPORTERS SCREAM AND SHOUT TRUMP IS READY TO RUMBLE FAKE NEWS NOW WATCH OUT WILL PRESIDENT TRUMP USE THE SLEEPER WHAT IS THE FUSS ALL ABOUT " THE TRUMP CHRONICLES" 60 POEMS ILLUSTRATED A BLAST SEE IF YOU CAN FIND ALL THE TRUMP TWEETS.
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Jul 4, 2017
Jul 4, 2017 at 11:20 PM UTC
TRUMP AND CNN
Much like the Mayans thousands of years before, Granting 2012 the honour to host An apocalyptic end of the world, Peruvian shamans now declare 2017 the year Of turbulence and widespread war. The healers thus reunite on a hill, In the capital of Lima to perform Cleansing rituals able to prevent The fatal clash between North Korea and the US. It comes at a time of heightened tensions Between the two countries over Threatening nuclear missile programmes. An unprecedented inferno ignites the night of a West London residential skyscraper burning From its second to its twenty-seventh floor Unleashing the worst nightmares Of its sleeping inhabitants And the courage of sleepless fire-fighters. Colombia's Farc rebels hand over their weapons To United Nations Inspectors As part of historic peace accords, While the President declares, “Peace will be built little by little, Like a cathedral, which you build brick by brick" Revolutionary forces no longer armed. Migrations creating social unrests People fleeing their threatening nests, As mayors plead governments not to let Any more in and ministries ask, cities to absorb Two hundred and fifty thousand more. Coast guards relentlessly saving the drowning ones. US Attorney General denies, having undisclosed meetings With Russian officials in Washington hotels. Any suggestions of collusion with the Kremlin described As appalling and detestable lies. Agency’s investigation into Russian political meddling impeded As Intelligence believes in conspiracies. Memories of Cold Wars And Bond movies where the ‘traitor’ was lucky to be fired and not shot. While doctors announce people over 75 taking Daily aspirin after a stroke or heart attack Are at higher risk of major and sometimes fatal Stomach bleeds than previously thought, Anthropologists excavating in Morocco Find fossils of potential ancestors, the oldest sapiens retrieved, Tracing back our steps to 300, 000 years before present. Across the ocean, somewhere in Arizona, A man heading to a retirement home prepares, Cleans up his garage with the help of a neighbour And finds a 15 million dollar ******* he ignored He ever had.
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Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 4:58 AM UTC
Shamans or World News 14.06.2017
Much like the Mayans thousands of years before, Granting 2012 the honour to host An apocalyptic end of the world, Peruvian shamans now declare 2017 the year Of turbulence and widespread war. The healers thus reunite on a hill, In the capital of Lima to perform Cleansing rituals able to prevent The fatal clash between North Korea and the US. It comes at a time of heightened tensions Between the two countries over Threatening nuclear missile programmes. An unprecedented inferno ignites the night of a West London residential skyscraper burning From its second to its twenty-seventh floor Unleashing the worst nightmares Of its sleeping inhabitants And the courage of sleepless fire-fighters. Colombia's Farc rebels hand over their weapons To United Nations Inspectors As part of historic peace accords, While the President declares, “Peace will be built little by little, Like a cathedral, which you build brick by brick" Revolutionary forces no longer armed. Migrations creating social unrests People fleeing their threatening nests, As mayors plead governments not to let Any more in and ministries ask, cities to absorb Two hundred and fifty thousand more. Coast guards relentlessly saving the drowning ones. US Attorney General denies, having undisclosed meetings With Russian officials in Washington hotels. Any suggestions of collusion with the Kremlin described As appalling and detestable lies. Agency’s investigation into Russian political meddling impeded As Intelligence believes in conspiracies. Memories of Cold Wars And Bond movies where the ‘traitor’ was lucky to be fired and not shot. While doctors announce people over 75 taking Daily aspirin after a stroke or heart attack Are at higher risk of major and sometimes fatal Stomach bleeds than previously thought, Anthropologists excavating in Morocco Find fossils of potential ancestors, the oldest sapiens retrieved, Tracing back our steps to 300, 000 years before present. Across the ocean, somewhere in Arizona, A man heading to a retirement home prepares, Cleans up his garage with the help of a neighbour And finds a 15 million dollar ******* he ignored He ever had.
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Mr. Media what do you see in use? Stupidity in a chair, idiocracy in the air Education is just a blur, a vision that has been lost Crippled by news crews that cast platooned views then show you what's not true. Picture your life in a frame of comparison then digest their daily distorted narratives. That's a daily dose for the average men. Lies captured in vivid images, Titles Capitalized, idols dress in disguise take out your knife and cut the veil from your eyes for their message is too addictive, don't let repetition A rise. Depressions a state of mind, medication is what follows, but what would happen to the industry's if their pills were never swallowed. a family's all you need to fill the gaps & the hollows, don't choose your friends for today instead keep them close for tomorrow. You'll never know what could happen, you'll always fear in the night...tragedy and calamity always just sound alike. But if you take a moment to breathe you'll realize that you will be all right, medias all left...us with faulty fears of fiction and pure threat...depictions of falseness, fueling the mindless, yes those who don't feel, will soon witness a riot, a riot of self-destruction Everyone has a function, soon you will find yours, with this property comes decisions, decisions at all doors
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Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
News To Consume