Disgust

The state is on the road to nowhere, just cornfields and Burger King, but if I had a choice, I would live amongst the corn, cause they're robbing us in August, they're putting it in paper, that we don't deserve the voice we've had the past 100 years, and we can't just face that, and we can't just take that, lying in the corn, blocking out in the sunlight, it's blocking out the truth, it's growing far too high, it's blocking out our rights, and we can't just take that



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Writer(s): Lucca Burgess
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