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DONT FEED THE GATEKEEPERS CHAPT 1
SPACE Blue Cowboi She's a space cowboi blue Azonal Where she be, in between spaces She move between places Leaving traces...
Her daddy said she was a love child now running wild love sound wound round syllables she speaks recklessly careful carefully...
Sometimes I wish people would wake up and smell the roses. Somebody once said: "those who feel it...know it..." Somehow in this...
Brothah Running from the authorities Because the authorities Sent in the arms To his country As if the flying beast dropped Manna...

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post electionpornflick (tbc) 1) post pre-cum primaries & leftest pedagogy lusty anarchist gag on geared up riot pig spray fascist badge boners shower faux gold over feverently perved patriots we...
we been resisting since. well before yr time and from a time well before that since before the first woman made the first drum that beat was resistance taking on ( a) sound. we profound down spaces...
frank & myrh aerosol swirled city smells lulled xmas zombie lovers Into white christmas dreams, while the live ones on frozen frosting pavement with pine needled fingers held not the baby jesus...
crashing through sound barriers her space ship disintigrating into electronic samples she landed here with the distinct taste for flying on the back of her tongue like a live song you keep trying to...
#dont’supportthesamepowerstructureswhichwishtokeepusprisoner Don’t inundate your self with social media television media news paper media showing black bodies dying— take a break from it.. Remember...

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