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Now's the time to all your rage and your
frustration and it in a positive way.
It's time to but only for the democracy
that has been ripped beneath our feet. Is
it ridiculous to believe that the
is murder? but it is to believe that
nothing can be done. people are not
machines, they're living breathing
they're they're human beings who cry
"please don't kill me" in the same
we do. Propaganda screams "have you
forgotten?" in six minute so loud
that you escape them, but now I'll ask
have you forgotten? the young men in
boxes, about the choking in the field, a
treaty (of a in the swamp) that was set to
end it all? It's safe to say I'll never
the day i first heard your voice, laced
undertones of and vengeance. I suppose all
matters is dulce et decorum est Pro patria
mori, or at least it still acts as an
facade to mask the burning bush's
agenda. How sweet and fitting is it
to die for one greed?