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Sing it.

There’s a grief that can’t be spoken

There’s a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs in Pennsylvania
As DT drones on and on…

...............
From the podium before them
They can see our land reborn
Yet they rise to go home early
They would rather download porn

..............

... The very words that he is speaking
Become 'slur-filled delusions'
On this lonely barricade
At dawn


Margaret Soltan, August 19, 2024 4:39AM
Posted in: ADA DOOM

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