15:38 11-4-2019
Nothing like an anti-semite
To get the intellectualism flowing
“I’ll show you fear in a handful of dust”
You said, my turn friend
How’s 6 million, 6-pointed symbols
Where living soles might’ve been?
But self-made training and modernity
Warrant a seat on The Genius Horizon
I guess the Hyacinth Girl’s
Finally down on her luck
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