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This is it

This is it. This is how they do it. This is it. This is what they’ve done. Breaking our National spirit, breaking our loved ones. This is it. Tearing away our very fabric. This it it. Breaking our institutions one by one. NHS on its knees. Education crippled from now on. This it it. Their coffers full of our money. This is it. Begging on the streets more common. Blaming us for their failings. Partying while we die alone. This is it. So many just don’t care. This is it. This is fascism in its full form. This is it. The silent class war on our people. This is it. This is what they want. Civil unrest and the public in-fighting. Hate and fear to prosper from now on. You really don’t think so? You really think I’m overreacting? Soon you’ll know poverty. Soon you’ll know fear for what’s coming. Soon you’ll know sorrow for what’s gone.

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