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Did I go high
I walk in silence with solace and solidarity
the sidewalks are met with eyes diverted and tears and red puffs
the world is two fists and the vomit is stuck in the esophagus;
the root and verb, the digest and the verbiage.
we work for peace not silence
the victory cheers are quiet but present
I fucked a republican the night the world died
the triumph is death
