Not Slick Rick but saying my, my, my,
All of these artists only show one eye,
Are we living under a holographic sky?
Only certain people are allowed up in so-called space,
Freemasons at NASA acting, floating on wires and lace.
I ask all the questions that nobody really wants answering,
If you challenge the agendas, then they become threatening.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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- Published: June 16th, 2025 12:00
- Category: Unclassified
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