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[–] Deplorablepoetry 0 points 1 points (+1|-0) ago  (edited ago)

Open the floodgates of hell’s spawn hell-bent on our demise

Not while we are still breathing rang out the battle cry

Sell out our future and you will see it will be to your own peril

Proud voices added one by one like a nationalist Christmas carol