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I'm the sorrow that cries deep, whining and pining from all the pain the world has cast, now I found a friend. He was different from the others he was sad he was a poet. Pendragon Oh friend, You think you've...
Our beloved democracy; captured and enslaved In tears and despair we long for that moment, as we walk through patched roads of thorns decorated with sands of shame and hopelessness. Hyping manifesto tracks embellished with malnourished hopes....