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3d
Have you heard about the great democratic power that’s ready to devour? Looming in every ocean and across every sea. Their military bases pepper the globe like a bad dermatologic disease.
Their basal ******* bow and pray, to the illusion of money made, made out of thin air, truth is, there ain’t no money there!
And their army’s are dwindling as a matter of fact, their societies have grown lazy, crazy and fat.. Not many warriors to fill the void. That’s why their war machine is just a ploy… A rue, an illusion through and through.
Traveler Tim
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
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