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when politicians cry

taking the podium & patting the eyes whilst whimpering, the genuine feeling in the air, which might naturally come from the massing of individuals together, gets sucked right out like a massive vacuum has come upon the scene to do the bidding of this lying vulture. but we at home seeing the charlatan on the screens hold our hands crossed on our torso from the top of each shoulder, hugging ourselves alone in our domiciles, hoping that whatever sadness this “elected official” reveals, will be overcome ASAP, for we can feel their pain… we understand… yes, yes, yes, because “they are people too, when it all comes down to it”--- right?

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