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Unquotable quotes: The How of Democratic Kill - IXL, Part Two

No, tell me not my vote now does not count
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When told to tow the lines
In steno-scopic sight,
Rebellious of the signs
Fight for your right to fight.

Presented with the guff
That all shall be all-right,
Predictably it’s rough
Fight...

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I am treated as though am a puppet
Controlled and programmed
To only do the mistresses bidding

My personality sent into obscurity
Like a tattered note devoid of rhythm
Always...

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Spent seventy cents on sentry saints
Though soul and spirit rebel with the pulse
I read their abuse with an effort of excuse
This rum, this loaf to...

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Willingly lorded by uncertainty
in a town where danger robs
all for just a good reward
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As love embedded itself in Cifolta’s heart,
vengeance burned a hole in Jiralam’s.
She only saw his unflawed face
and sculpted body,
a well-baked, rakish dish,
plying her with wiles,
oozing...

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I pace alone in a place for the dead…Over come by woe… Yet here I’ve grown so fond of 
dread that I swear its heaven…...

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They told me to tell it like it is
Not knowing I'm quite the wiz
Spilling magic on this page
With the wisdom of a mage
Darkness fills up...

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the debt crisis started in Greece
with that ancient fact, let us make peace
we are founded after all, after Greek democracy
today's government grown to democratic bureaucracy

so,...

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the debt crisis started in Greece
with that ancient fact, let us make peace
we are founded after all, after Greek democracy
today's government grown to democratic bureaucracy

so,...

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Set me among the honor of men,
Set me wind past a storm high hopes among prayer,
Set me as tall as a mountain but deep as...

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Roman à clef tragicomedy...
overlaid with façade of fiction = Mein Kampf

in summer re:
typed out during winter of my discontent,
when yours truly no spring chicken
stirred ruse...

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Friday the thirteenth, (September
tooth house hind nineteen)
dark shadows winessed scads of bats
(base sic cully lobbing soupy Matzo balls)

eyeing yours truly as seldom seen
human sacrificial cuisine,
which...

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With a little tightening round the waist 
the skinny day comes out to taste the 
fatness of the light
I am in sight of something great...

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Acknowledgement forthcoming today February 8th, 2022

Matthew and Abby Harris
express gratitude concerning largesse
regarding quite a few bags of comestibles
plus two twenty five dollar gift cards
applicable at...

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