Glimpsing Again Into Babylon
This child can barely stand it all these pathetic images of....
You and I know you were made such a way there is no accidents
Within your wayward design ? Although many other not so bright as
Fallon, are trying to capitalize upon their own blind eyes lost in long ago
Perceptions yet the irony may some how seem this light laced day ?
America, you are a disease
...."In Progress." *
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