Say it, genocide

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how do we stop the machine, the rifle teams, government back door policing
the word we didnt want to say, then was too late when all the bodies piled in
statistics, the news print, dropped the ball, our president didnt want to say genocide and then babies swam in blood, my god you chicken shit
tell the widows this was "only acts of"
tell the babies who can't find their legs 
this was all a mistake
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