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He never thought that he would win it was another grift to spin and so like every venture past he used each trick to make it last The coup became his newest con to be debated when he’s gone his tangled web of racist lies would give rebirth to fascist rise His life has been a grand facade camouflaging all that’s flawed a narcissist from head to toe a clown in charge of every show But now he’s running out of time as Judges rule on every crime the house of cards his lifetime built is now a roadmap to his guilt

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