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Denatured Redevelopment


by Michaelw1two Inspired by the word works of Elias Foukis one will plays the role carried like a dead man tomorrow, will have accomplished madness and wisdom, and a trip to hell testing whether will can come back or not will plays the role, of the winged horseman tomorrow, having shoed that horse will listens to the reminiscence, of those pissed upon by the sabre rattling of a dead fourth reich whose leadership is now accursed for seven generations by all of humanity, for the truths own volition one will plays the King while working on his alchemy over each city, he flies above the slave markets tomorrow, each citizen will descend to the alley ways into these markets to be bartered and or sold this is the neo-conservative plan that is in play changing human positions, into inhumane conditions under their ages-old subjugation, of the “Crown’s” embalm will replies to all people, with this most profound adage if you are sold, it is better you never entered this world the one soul though, who pays the museum architect scolds tomorrow, will is to be converted into a mausoleum and will have opportunity to explain, how graceless and irrational this human species has become this will confirms, that in fact the testimonies on the massacres of souls over all of the centuries is so vile, indeed the killing is still in effect today will leaves the mausoleum, indifferent and unmoved thoughts and panic, bedraggled and corrupted demons beings worse than those that set down the citizens of Athens on stone steps, one will tries to explain these shames but will’s voice causes all human brains to hemorrhage a necessary thing, kill all of the memories and experiences or merely necessary to denature humankind’s redevelopment Michael Darrell Walker
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