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Here They Come

here they come visionaries of our time friends from the old yet feeding on our ignorance subtle as they are they lurk privily for their own lives their net spread in the sight of any bird taking away life of owners thereof for the haste to shed blood their destruction like a whirlwind deceitfully accruing to themselves

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