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The Spuds We Stew In Deep Dark Rum
Still White Is Virtue, Black Is Sin !
COVID Funerals In My City
Between Christian Faith And Catholic Fear
When A Bullet Flirts With Every Head
Those Forgotten Farms Of Fear
Requiems Of 3 Million Dreams
Whose Fathers Don’t Have Job … My Son …
The Alibi Of Their Naked Czar
Since We Last Sat On The Fallen Log
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