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Draw A Better Picture

Is it her calling? I was just drawling pictures of my feelings. All these killers and retards we should be healing, Insted we are keeping them from the world. Tis it was the greatest story ever told until our memories were sold. Help us, lord ashes to ashes and dust to dust are the words. Listen, I'm speaking to the nation about a lost generation, built off of freedom and innovation, that was sweeping the nation during the emancipation proclamation.

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