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there was a time
when I blew on dandelion fluff making wishes that would never come true hope was enough to sustain my ignorance my innocence and it was pretty and I was a child in some fucking meadow where birds were singing like a disney movie it is grimm now like those fairy tales where if you wore slutty red shoes and liked to dance you danced yourself to death my patience is wearing thin on this bullshit world and all the cloudy confusing lies that aren't even as good as opium lies that smell like shit on the hottest day and are written by journalists that flock to whoever feeds them we are all starving for truth I keep imagining those scrawny baby birds sitting in a nest with their tender beaks open for worms blind baby birds just waiting and tweet tweeting away as the world dies this propaganda shit isn't like growing a victory garden it isn't rosie the riviter making a muscle it is men in suits scrambling to cover a lie so take your medicine the latest fashion in bioweapons now that it is leaked we all have to take it or we all will die don't bother praying this is man made humanity is the source and humanity will pay
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Doug Horn
8/8/2021 10:56:47 pm
My hat is tipped to you.
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