Donal Trump

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Darkest art the days I have live, Painful are the thoughts I think Pain runs throughout my bones Sadness creeps upon my heart For I crave the privilege
To my ancestors, I wished you would have never come To this dreamland, imagineland, make it what you want land. Your hard work and broken backs Trump doesn't give a shit about your land
So you call him a dictator is he? yet the facts tell him different the signing of the immigrant decree never established media blows everything out of proprotion   making everyone so indifferent 
America is number one! You’re right, we are number one; Number one in military spending. Number one in people imprisoned. Number one in discrimination. In prejudice. In arrogance.  
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