as democracy strolled barefoot through the lush, sweet grass of freedom it's beauteous feet turned to poison coursing through envious veins yes the monkey has been foolish plucking a whisker from the sleeping lion's snout now the lion shall gorge on monkey flesh ( My thoughts and prayers to the families of the victims )Birth sign: Libra
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