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Food For Thought
when the marching bands,
tramples & leave to dust,
I'm left with amazing shiny
of profane instruments
strip down & left so bared
what's a flag to innocence,
when juice of apple's compared?
tramples & leave to dust,
I'm left with amazing shiny
of profane instruments
strip down & left so bared
what's a flag to innocence,
when juice of apple's compared?
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