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Four score
And symbols for insects
The graying of the green
In the shadow of a complex
Section nine in exile
Probes the city in ashes
A strategic statistic
From the Capitol offense
Dark ages in the Twentieth Century
The slag of silent politics
Lingers in still air
Tangible instincts
Under Nurrunga skies
Tastes like metal
Something's missing in this mother####ers eyes
Deadline
Declines to comment
Headlines
Hidden in plain sight
Secret handshake
Pinstripes of the adversary
Carved into the race
Your password, please
For God and guns
Now the exit's out of reach
We play the record backwards
And bang our heads against the wall
Until our demons call us to the
Deadline
There are cures for what's broken
But the system we've invoked
Is one sick joke
I'll see you on the breadline...
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Beware the lollipop of mediocrity-
Lick it once and you suck forever.
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Hysterious Ways
