Main stream media you are done.
Those whose eyes you blanket are almost gone.
I see you clinging to life.
The word has changed instant notification.
See you not your strife. Creating you do not know not just a script given.
Blah, Blah, Blah, did my check deposit?
It will be good until information and free speech are throttled.
Hell halfway there already!
Enjoy liberties while abundant.
I don’t understand the mentality of those convinced we they are protected.
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Author:
Keeter C (
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Comments2
It is a world of control in which one does not know what to believe and what not to believe. Nicely written
Thank you control being the key word.
You are most welcome
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