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Hate Is Like a Vulture Eating Ravaging Rotten Flesh

Hate is a vulture It flies down to eat the dead of prey In and on the desert plains Hunger mounts It's this environmental biological job to cleanse Stinking cotton dead flesh Yum! Carcass Taste Hate
3/4/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021

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