DEMOCRAZY

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The American Dream erupts into a nightmare.

I scream, drenched in fear, the room breathes heavily

pillow pounding my head

haunted by the petrifying  visions of a thomping, trumpeting demagogue

the Goldilocks of Terror

determined to ignite hatred among his compatriots forever.

◄ The Call of the Goddess

The Purity of Poetry ►

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