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Send the rich to the mars

Let the best of you hurt your pride stop the contradictions it's too late turn around smell that faith lost in the city of gates hear the bells. Falls of diamond rains cover the city of greed and anguish. Golden tears and painful dreams no one eye sees poverty screams. Take your beliefs your weapons and your meals on wheels. They think you are crazy and lazy and your hard work does not count or worth of any amount. It is our time it's now or never take their yachts golf clubs and populate their private islands with real hearts and blue collars. Take back our stollen dollars boycott oligarchy tesla cars build back our smiles and affordable lives save working class. Send the rich to the mars.

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