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19
Said the Martyr to the mob：?
“It's not a feud to resolve on a poor man's mind”?
They were bred, inbred, inside the walls,
?No natural light there falls,?
Where they go...
?Drawn back,
?A line of wisdom
?It takes two to make a fool, one to lie and one to listen
?Hold my vote from the bidders?
The vacant eyes of a vision
??We've had 19 from the same school, ?
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19 from the same school
I'm tired of waiting,?
I've not got the patience
??So I sold my vote to the highest bidder
?The blatant lies of a vision
??We've had 19 from the same school, ?
19 from the same school
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