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The broken left/right paradigm
The broken left/right paradigm
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“A smudge on the steps of freedom”
… we would have been clearly diligent to the honor of things done…
“For July 4th, 2011”
… the flow, the flush…
“Abandonment not Love”
… love, true love, knows no failure…
“Caught in a space without gravity”
… from freedom to speak to free speech zones…
“The Great egress”
… so many who would try to be their own…
“The carrot dangled”
… a gleaming new expansion to Old Mexico…
“The last notes were the flute falling on t…
… the change that comes is one often slighting the goals before stating of inclusion…
“You can’t make ice cream out of hors…
… from devotion to ignorance of the love contained within a Sacred Book…
“Were a part of us”
… we will find we’ve all been played…
“For God, country and our servitude”
… to these tea parties used as a battue…
“The coin knows no separation”
… there are two sides… and both are correct…
“Feel her passion… hear the dying wor…
… shall we so stall in such usage…
“It can’t be wrong… be bad!R…
… and notion of something afoot amiss…
“Unspoken”
… of subjection to determination…
“The slavery of following the bouncing ball…
… we have labored to train the minds to act in kind…
“How do you plead?”
… Are you saying you were ignorant to all you’ve been charged with…
“Does ‘the end’ justify the mea…
… watch what Murdock says…
“With an ear half-cocked to hear our failur…
… lost in the details, both were asleep at the wheel, when party was more important than the country of “WE”…
“Yonder close and near”
… never would I have believed it…
“An eight year Ball”
… the mirrors only add to the confusion…
“Presents for our… daughters”
… slipped on the slope, pushed from polished lips with secrets…
“Trifecta”
… lives hang in the imbalance…
“Potomac… private or public?”
… to realize our hands are involved…
“Are you safe from another’s percepti…
… and it doesn’t matter what the reality is…
“Virtually empirical… nature disclose…
… masked and secreted in… to the same Country that gave of their young…
“A hard life”
… as though I had not hope once…
