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FAIRWEATHER
I'm waking up because of smelling salts that I've been given. Well that formula for caving in has now seceded, from a courthouse filled with empty judges. You've got a plan, you've got a blueprint, you're plagarizing what you can not be. It's not a plan, it's not a blueprint, you're criticizing what you can not be. A clientele of fools, continues to confuse our history, with what we're waiting for, a silent jury. So we can use our every means for progress... We're set free and who we want to be
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