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Inner Thoughts about Election Day |
| In seemingly fine fashion, the grossmark makes its way,as it seeks to embark. The majority seem to be drawn to it, even though it lurks in the dark. The shodhooves of the desolate are hopelessly looking to it for the answer to a dream. And yet in the end it devours them, ripping them seam to seam. The parader is supporting it, the banners are held high, yet unknowingly the outcome will certainly, assuredly, be nigh, and at hand, then the victim stand, belittled by promises, of the Government man. |