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We Were Baby Boomers

Sitting upon these fringes of change an odd precept Perhaps a bit bizarre their maxims ironic while viewed Aneath an infants classroom desk while, his sirens wailed Gazing into this magical glass; holding both, a future as past Despotic her age of Aquarius ? Phantoms wielding blades Making way apropos past time's horizontal doors; vertigo altars Lifting yesteryears fetus high unto tomorrow's sacrilegious rubicon skies.... Wiping the dust from their babies knees; pledging allegiance while hallucinating Amid some carcasses carcinogens chemical compound, reactions ? Suigeneris Inversion's irruptive talisman's clan less, love's holy grail; epochtic charms rattling cans Skeletal bones prevalent hands ? Theocracy, his kingfish in a morbid light; enter, her sandman.

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