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not you state that you speak of freedom as we talk about a wild night in the brothels.
was not you who drag the nation into the dark, but you have fun doing the luminaries.
was not you who are men, perhaps because of the wrist surrounded by idiots.
not you waving the flag as in the curve and that is enough to make you feel patriotic.
was not you or your parliament of idolaters ready for anything to get a hearing.
was not you who bought votes with propaganda but it never paid the consequence.
was not you that Squeeze the rosary polls hoping you refreshed.
was not you who solve the plight of unemployed going to do in the salons of the acrobats.
was not you. You are not State, vol.
was not you, men in uniform who killed Executioner of beating detainees.
not you with the boots on the faces of unarmed as he kicked bags of waste.
was not you who sent your sons to the front like a carcass of a hyena that depleted.
not you roll up the flags on the coffins to sleep every sense of guilt.
not you cursed forcaioli unprepared, always looking for an enemy to fight.
was not you who burned as witches immigrants worship except the one in the cave.
not you with the bust of the leader on the desks and the constitution underfoot.
was not you who deserve to be estripati as the weeds out of your seats.
was not you. You are not State, vol.
was not you who toast the blood of those who try to shed light on the obscure your lives.
was not you who would like to give a voice to everyday party silent as graves.
you do not you read about a pair of underpants as far as the genitals.
was not you who criticizes you that you treat me like a stray that cut the vocal cords.
was not you, servants, who have rented costumes sovereign undeserved money,
you are brothers of a lodge which sits on the value of the privileged
like you that the Mafia call them heroes and the corrupt do you call it wishful
and each of you involved in any sort of offense, the magistrate fixed and then I swear to God:
'It was not me'.
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