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My broken mission
I want to go into journalism
Cause I'm a kid with
a broken mission
I want to help spread
What's going on
On this strange side
Of the giant pond
The cult fliers
In school bus stops
The ai teams
Trying to mess with us
All the other
Fucked up stuff
Cause what the hell
Is going on
People say
That my job
Will be overtaken
By robots
...Thursday 7th November 2024 2:28 am
Bebelplatz
There’s something quite rotten in Britain,
Rights Human are now being rewritten,
A journos wrong question,
Brings fascist attention,
He’s arrested and, with prison smitten.
So much then, for pride and remembrance,
Behold now, their hopes in sad embers;
The lobby has paid,
Our forbears betrayed,
Hate thrives now, and it fears no hindrance.
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh 28th Augu...
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