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Words from the hill
Words fall hard from the man on top of the hill
Spilling and oosing from a makeshift bill
67 dead to start the day
And before the grief, what does he say?
EDI must somehow be blamed
"because I have common sense"?
Where is my border fence?
It's the only way to be safe and secure from this madness
The lies, deciet, and the ultimate sadness
67 grieving families lost
...Friday 31st January 2025 3:27 pm
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