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President Donald Trump, Who ran pretty much into a stump, Clearly, repeatedly by heedless losers, Proof and evidence to his false accusers. *I do not, personally, find this sorta stuff interesting enough to follow, but do find it inescapable on the duped tube, whereto, I have silenced for a couple of years now to distance myself from this kinda rhetoric--yet, unable to avoid my family and friends whose talk of it whilst in their company. Date: 06/14/2019

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Date: 6/15/2019 1:36:00 AM
who needs an overgrown brat as head of state?
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Hilo Poet
Date: 6/15/2019 1:43:00 AM
The telling tale will be the next four, perhaps I can watch my TV again, now converted into a very huge monitor for my small laptop.
Date: 6/14/2019 5:36:00 PM
Too many Americans were happy to give a 6-time bankrupt the keys to the vault. The Trumps have now determined Tribal governments are illegal so their natural resources can be developed "for the good of the nation" without tribal consent or remuneration, thus shutting down the primary source of income for many tribes. The Trumps will be gone before the Supreme Court settles this, but YOU and your family will certainly pay for the Trumps "profits" ! Aloha! Rico
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Date: 6/14/2019 6:12:00 PM
Nay, I, unlike Kamehameha outstretched arms that bears the stain of present day mistruths, conceptualized by the Northern Tribes who distanced their coffers to be rightfully their own, as our ancestors perpetuate a righteous claim integral to our own dwindling existence to this societies rancour who chasten after our own blinded by arrows, a traitorous path, I earned my way through forked tongues wrangles throughout my existence whose arrows found bare to aim, Aloha William

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