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We read textbooks.
With caution we flamed pages burnt.
Suspecting who the pen.
Two to lies.
Two truths.
Imagine a curriculum that kids to think instead of just be taught.
No wonder are so many sleep in the streets:
I lamb-chops was dead...1917 is still used to kill our hope.
Not that shit dictatorship.
police.
No justice no just suspect.

A branded authority.
Five-hundred sitting on their knees (executed for what they believe).
That's not to me.
Our heroes pass we cheer on.
But were really heroes?
Battle in the to control the party.
Scare them subordiante: terror state inflicted.

What is modern state
and CNN.
He asked me if and armed forces were mechanisms of minority rule.
State out of control.
She asked him if fear and always will drivert a people's revolt.
class's evil twin.
Revolt. "Yeah...I may but at least I'm not dead like you."
want fair reparations for history contested.
One students search for a fair document.