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Dark is my white domain White knights of hate strode through some kind of gate banners bared high, Moor Asian Latino or ***** who cares? I own the world! Chaucer beware! With Nose cone dipped in blood and white powder I writ futures Mine in gold runes Theirs on streaming water Through their pride My ignorance shines bright To spread this hate gospel And hope that they don't waken To my coward facades.

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