justice
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Mutant City Acid
Wikipedia Poem, No. 890 enough you can own the concordant sickness ringing it’s way into yr heart i’m here everything i thought was funny when i was the enemy mutant city acid: damp hedges a church the modest hours that guide the modest hours that would be lost if not for a drug conviction i…
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Poem (Erasing a Flawed Argument)
warnings faced lecture destroyed youthful defense attorneys entered the system perpetuating odds in which a felony a warning found heart in Chicago learned stupid juvenile joy crack the system
