Swing, baby —
Some people are swung by the will of a nation.
Categorised as: /dev/random | Lyrics, Poetry | Philosophy | Political | Psychology
On the wall in front of you is a group of buttons colored blue, yellow, brown, and red.
Some people are swung by the will of a nation.
Categorised as: /dev/random | Lyrics, Poetry | Philosophy | Political | Psychology
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