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PROFESSOR, HE DOESN'T WANT THIS

PROFESSOR, HE DOESN'T WANT THIS

Dear Professor...

Maybe, cut him some slack...

He's getting older and maybe, he just doesn't want a large Audience anymore...

TDS is a real mental thing...

We see it everywhere...

People have the right to see a Political Concert...

Maybe, they were expecting it...

Maybe, it was a surprise...

Knowing people who have gone to his Concerts and supported him...

There's always a choice of what Concert you want to attend...

He must know the bigger the Venue the higher it costs...

This isn't the 80's anymore...

He needs a new Generation of people who he has to cater to...

They all do it...

It's a sign they've already created more empty seats...

​​​​​​They need to do something even if it makes them sound just as crazy too...

Not everyone loves their Country...

Not everyone cares for its true Citizens...

How many have actually turned their back on those who kept them going to be where they are today?

He could have been washed out a long time ago...

Are Angel Mom's impressed with him too?

They seem to be a lot more popular...

Does it really matter if he really sees this?

Maybe, consider your content to be more for the great people who kept him on Stage...

Is it still a him?

I have been told to ask Who's who and What's what so as not to offend the offended...

Thank you for all you do to bring Light in a Darker Place...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

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