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Those With Stars Those Without

Just one election cycle ago those without masks were scorned bullied out of churches and stores now its the other way around (sneetches with stars-sneetches without) They've really got the masses scrambling dividing us by skin tone a bug chromosomes a wall of fear our division is becoming a chasm deep and wide no climbing out except on the broken neck of Christ. My -my how easy it was to control the masses without firing a shot with a blood red flag and yellow stars pocked with microscopic bugs nights of broken glass and burning books all over again those with stars those without In case you haven't noticed.. our division is their strength our chains-their liberation we the sheep have surrounded ourselves the red wolf is picking us off one by one blood on their plutonium muzzles Maybe the antidote IS a semi-automatic brimming with a hollow tipped Christ.. freedom isn't for free never was those with stars-those without 0

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