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futile to the fed

they call it our independence we were never dependent they'll rape our only mothers make us repent it they'll sell our land and bomb us when we tent on it they'll condemn our freedom after forcing us to shoot for it morals are futile to the fed to the hungry well, different story —Tony O'manachain

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