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It rained little boy and we opened our mouths to taste his vulgar water.
If humanity is thirsty, then why don’t we build ourselves a wishing well.
I wish Tommy boy wouldn’t pick grains from rice fields.
I wish I could tree hug an electric orgy of freedom and happiness.
I wish oil was only used to light candles in the moonlight .
Yet this quench still evaporates beauty from my tongue and I can’t help but hate the world some more as little boy makes a zig zag attempt to fix the world with a nuclear wishing well.
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xx *rose DD

congrats on the bronze

Great job grabbing the Bronze... scott 



your imagery in this is quite poignant, and unfortunately it is the world we live.... good luck







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