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The Stench of Truth
This "plague" isn't going away anytime soon we're openly told this is our new normal to bend over and over without any lube- There's much to be gained by prolonging the pain from the made in china masks you're wearing from the made in china parts that go into Covid test kits. Always know the communists are dreaming up ways of pulling the heart of the free world from its chest- Barbed question marks are thrust into bloodstreams one vaccine is concocted from cells of two aborted babies from the seventies... a boy and a girl given letters and numbers instead of names like the vagabonds stuffed into Auschwitz cattle trains (who says pulling limbs from innocents doesn't pay)- This plague isn't going away anytime soon for it's a bonanza and windfall for conglomerates at the expense of the working class stiff.. while they tell us not to gather in numbers or pay our final respects to loved ones the privileged gather in scores along Martha's vineyard sparkling shores- Let us not forget how they released hordes of convicts onto the streets to protect THEM from a bug then yapped to defund the police leaving the rest of us under the P.C bus.. once again Let us not forget how they inoculated nursing homes with imminent death then patted themselves on the back.. while a mercy ship sat in big apple harbor fully equipped with a thousand empty beds... Let us not forget about the covid sword swung wildly by politicians around election time sticking their pointy fingers in our minds numbers kneaded into place-fun house distortions.. Something stinks like the devil and we all know it follow the money trail if you dare the opaque becomes very clear this trail will always lead to the truth to the echo of the cold stone hearted and the golden palmed.. let us not forget how they made us bend to their every whim in a dark pit filled with wet lepers and vipers-
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