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It is what it is

We need unity in our community 
This lunacy it ain’t new to me 

Its blues clues all tom foolery

Big brother they track us our phones 

GPS signals alexa are you home 

If the numbers match the dots on the maps 

You can't try a no comment on that 

End up slapped up on a wing 

Technology is robbery 

Will it conquer probably 

They want us divided, so we can't win 

Emasculate the males 

Put terror on the scales 

Fuck they have us singing murder from our  mouths 

The radio waves tell truth for days 

Government plays and we listen ok

You need to read between the lines 

See the message for the truth open up your eye

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Being Me

Lots to think about here! A sobering write indeed. You have a great style. Your words flow and swirl and catch and go just like a fast flowing river x

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