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Inflamed Silence

Don't fear being blunt to the people that you love. If they stray toward warped behavior Straighten their path before it's too late. Prisons are filled with those. Who've swallowed bowls of woke salad. ...told at nauseum they're victims... That society owes them everything. This isn't love, this is pandering. No repercussions or accountability. Means antisocial behavior continues. until the graves fulfill their destinies. Don't fear being blunt. Feed the ones you love the fruit of truth. Society will thank you for it. Albeit within a woke, inflamed silence.

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