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Yes ! Godse Was Indeed Godse-nd !
The Melting Mirth Of Our Earth
Those Fractured Faces Of The War
… For Fatal Is Fighting With Fate
In The Cradle Of A Lasting War
The Hands That Hold The Hideous Guns
When Pakistan Pimps For Taliban
Bodies With (Vaginas) With Bodies
The Spuds We Stew In Deep Dark Rum
… When We Were Queens
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