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hydroponic weed smoked through Clorox bleach soul is only clean when your lungs have seized identity revealed when the bombs are complete last tortured

beam optic torture, mind horrors of the lightning gun doubled over, can't stand the confusion all memory absent just growing pain satellites, radars

Zorro, Batman, Robin Hood steals at night from alpine stereo uttipy whites to feed his people a hero is coming let him show the way out of the caves

look at you sideways speak out of both sides of my goddamn mouth I must admit it does feel colder inside it's all so empty I have respect for your world

increase individual productivity by martial law non-workers are to be considered wasteful expendable criminals this is central control all access population