Freedom of Information
freedom of information purloiner of noisome relics the information whisperer no distorted inculcations upheld wherever he laid the codes found out and launched from a gun to the yellow cross and the mesh of flowing exposures crashed into the red white and blue barricade no autonomy allowed at hand
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Darius
I'm into poetry that flows through me, more as an emotional art-form than a traditional construction, but I do appreciate most of it.
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