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Once again the battle field is your body and those who want control have laiddown their terms in black & white and red all over they keep the backstreetbutchers in business as advertised from a bullhorn and the all knowing manhas set up his make-believe graveyard with tiny white crosses for millions ofmake-believe souls someday I'd like to see a cross set up for a real livehuman being who bled to death to maintain the sanctity of mary mary & childscream the bigots who couldn't care less about human life obey their self-righteous lies while your sisters & daughters die all decisions are final yourbody is forbidden.
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