NEW REGIME
We are the resurrection of the dead
forgotten ways. We cultivate despair
in veiled anathema of womankind.
We are the ancient writings reassessed
by gunlight in the aftermath of war.
Ours is the only truth you need to know.
You open up your Crispy Strips Meal and reel backwards at the smell of fat. OK, there's possibly a hint of chicken in there too. You car...
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