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To tell a story of the famed Knight Hawk Listen whilst I remember, recall Ready not yourself for a tale of sweet For he was never such a declious trait Knight Hawk began as a boy of late
Curtains are drawn at night, To shield our fragile minds From obscurities Mute outside.   Half are opaque, Half are translucent. Variety feeds the filters
Debating with the sons of Republican Virtue Arguing humanity with reasonable economy There is no winner, only stock value-   Running with the lost children of the trust funds
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