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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The strange men made strange fruits Point. Strange Strange fruits fruits and Men the difference only in color Multiply the hate. divided. but blood is same Between strange fruits and strange men, what is with us and those Different. Strange Strange Creators Strange men Men had God Fruits had god and Allah The difference of cross, a tree and Crescent Equaled blood flow by gun, arrows and swords. The winner, takes all history The rest punished for your Gods sins, you are killing the cat for eating from your plate, yet you never feed. Nothing Strange Men Against Women Strange Sex Strange Men Strange Money Was with men Fruits traded with cowrie, cows Sum up, Money bought fruits in the market Totally men hid the path, yet cleaned packed fruits still follow their way Strange World Strange Fruits Free from Men Strange money still ties them Poor fruit does not care about the tree Add Men of God and strange money and fruit easily falls for tree Eternal return, young fruits carrying the weight of the world, the Old carry the weight of time, someone help them right Point Point Point Neo strange fruits feeds strange men by praying to Men of God to get strange Money to pay for their death beds. We can only hope, the more the lines the more we perfect. Amor Fati?
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