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September 8, 2017
When did we all become the same
When did we stop questioning things
When did everyone decide that it is better to hate
When did we all stop forgiving
When did we decide that a person is evil for the ansertors mistakes?
If you knew me would you think I am crazy?
Would you think I am ingnorite
Would you think I am dangrous
Would you think that I am posioned by my father?
If you ever meet me stay opened mined
If I ever meet you I would be open minded
My family likes hunting
We are marksmen and we are proud
if you meet us, would you like us?
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