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Dig, These Fallen Hookers

We could never say within good conscience that this country Has ever been a great place or truly even her blessing given misery From whence she was borne ? Lingering here today and better what Styx Might say, Your fooling yourselves but you don't believe it ? Tis never been their Masses whom have tainted as poisoned humanity; albeit this flesh no, wasn't designed To embrace heaven's holy light: most assuringly an enmity, of love's beautiful and priceless Spirit, crying abba Father ? Thus while joey crocker crotch gathers his wayward dumplings; spill the wine.

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