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Poor Chris Dorner
He thought he was bashing this new world order
But if murder was his definition of freedumb
Then to hell with the bastard
He got what he deserved
As for this current dicKtator in brown skin and virgin wool suit
His day will come
SOLUTION: step into the world with a filtered mind
Do not close the blinds
Let the rays of truth sizzle yr eyes

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