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You are cowards.
Hiding behind words of false wisdom.
You are no better than
The baby killer you set free,
With your twisted logic
And sickening cliché irony.
Why is it that when
Two legs to walk the earth.
Two arms to grasp at the clouds.
Two hands to tug at your daddy's beard.
Five fingers take your mommy's curls in your hand.
Ten toes to stand on to reach the top of the shelf.
