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Political state of the United States and it's possible correction. |
| Narcissist Drama Manipulative-masters play the game, tangling the truth to spider-web-threads/ a puppet/ led by sinister wood. Thorny-vines entwine. A witches-brew— not knowing why it calls and awes. Like spiny-faces, people with markable-symbols/ they do not rectify the crease-lined traces. Dancing frantically to the beat of their lies— we are magically-captured/fictitious honesty. A fantastically-ferocious state. Dismal-egg-shell bites/ give up the fight. Or— climb to the striking-spire— the incessant gnawing-gnashing will/ be the death— Unless/ |