Occupation: Extruder Operator |
Member Since: January 2000
Last Login: 03/05/2018
So I have a clear account of all the abuses of power.
And the memories of my homeland have now gone sour.
And I only got one weapon, its so plain for me to see.
My only weapon I call poetry.
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