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Bleeding Ghost

Truly it is not a human being a creature on earth it is not yet it claims to belong here urging me to enlist it as citizen but a bleeding ghost it is Humanity stringed in my brain deserving rights and privileges under the armpit of my wrath makes me a weird and naïve to grant rights to a bleeding ghost

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