The Mourning of Broken Humanity
What a waste of humanity
to be so cold
seeing children die
whining I can not sleep
a monkey indeed
self centered
self centered constipation
we all see their lies
brain dead for sure
no empathy
no butter
for the prisoners
of their abuse
poor poor Zionists
slaughtering thousands
yet like their old logo, former Naza
fear their own demise
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