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An independent mind with 2 clips and a rage so blind A sun with a ray so fine that it erased the time A place in mind with a race of mine, safe from crimes Safety signs amazed in makeshift patriot lines A pace for each step to grind, hide the weapons Conceal the congealed contestants, squeal like peasants Feel the essence of hate prolonged within th’ blessings So from ashes to ashes, dust to dust must is a must…it’s deeply rooted… Decomposed within a silent toast with divinity I Hosted infinity, finished the finicky glittery Belittled the shittiest industry… Sitting on limits for dimwits n mimics and ministries An imagery of peace held as a cold hearted hostage… I took a breath n felt the cold air through my nostrils With these 2 clips there are 2 shots for each one of the apostles….
"I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones."
---Albert Einstein
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