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Majority’s Spirit is Fake With No Fate Thoughts simmer like a brisk dinner. They ever venture, the man makes the indenture. Lofty mortals overseer the modern adventure. Broadcast through the gullible individual. Mocking we the majority. Lofty hog's notions are to sell hope potions... – *by Andrew Woods*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

Majority’s Spirit is Fake With No Fate

Thoughts simmer like a brisk dinner.
They ever venture, the man makes the indenture.
Lofty mortals overseer the modern adventure.

Broadcast through the gullible individual.
Mocking we the majority.
Lofty hog's notions are to sell hope potions...

– by Andrew Woods

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