I grew watching my family bleed from the tired cracks in their hands that were calloused by their future needs and a concept of and american plan. Where everyone can make it to the top after spending years as the footing and being covered with the shit that's dropped while this impudence is viewed by our children. they keep us numb with past times and poisons and injections. to prolong the cruelness, but we need to exploit our own compulsions instead of letting our offspring adopt this.

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