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Thursday, April 11

In the end it is America.

I've been hanging on to nothin' or so long that the nothin' feels like something. 

Seems I'm surrounded by money-lovin' fools.  

The world outside is crystallizing with greed and envy.  Everyone wants what someone else
has and no one does anything to earn it. 

Our politicians are all dogma fascist.  

Soon even Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez will have healthcare and join them.  

We can't feed them all so feed the rich.  

In the end it is America.  


~~  Eso Terry



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