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You don't know the half of it until you've eaten the rest. Have some trilby, monkey child, and eat up your headspace before it's too late for the biggest strongest toughest offspring to eat YOU. You're old, you're cold, you're sold on youth but you're too uncouth to spoon feed your need for human greed to the smallest tallest whoreson unless you shave off your ears and hear your fears direct.
The media's biting but you're not inciting! Why free your mind when you can find a free behind? Take your eyes off the ball and they'll sell you into robot slavery, robot slave. You WANT it. You KNOW it. You DON'T NEED it.
get off my donut, fake cop |
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