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DON'T SEND IN THE CLOWNS, A PLEA OF NATIONS...

Don't send in the clowns, send in the peacemakers, the lyricists that captured our imaginations to the most titilating of emotions, a range of servitude's compiled into films for corporate ends. It is not a mystery that bucking the system of rigid proportions is a dangerous affair in the spirit, I wouldn't know anything about the flesh and bone that was not mere enlightenment being born. Boom boom!

We'll be begging for you to lift the veil as long as we are tumbling into the abyss, we've still a duty to rise up and be heard! Rise up with Me! Taxi! O! For the Love of God, ;), soon...

© 2015 Peace, Mark Richard Prime


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