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Atlas Losing Grip Shut The World Out

It's not the first time and unfortunately not the last, a presidential speech to share the country's compassion. Words of comfort - all in vain - to

A dusty chamber for human storage where all the furnishing is just for the eye. Pale low-payed workers maintain this concrete block and society denies

face if I offended you in some way or simply accept that we all are different. I look the way I do because it fits the way I feel inside, I'm disappointed in the world

Even though you will never understand it seems like your definition of punk is in the bottle in your hand. All I see in your "alternative lifestyle"

Lack of hope under a burning sun. You have the heart of a lion, but cant get through this one. Forever is a long time to wait for a change. Locked up

The worlds most industrialized countries have agreed to cooperate, to cut their greenhouse emissions. We face the biggest threat of the planet today

Time goes by, we're getting older, good times and bad passing by before my eyes. We have learned so much about each other but after all those years,