Parade of a Nothing Kid

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Casual admission accepted, guaranteed, your perception effected. Enlist with your species, this catalog of filth baked over time in stews of indulgence of self. Fermentation of prejudice boiling from man-made hatred and stupidity, the basis of this humanitarian crime, so get in line.
Join the parade of the fuck ups, of the inept and of the wasted lives. It's a march of the half-wits, forward facing in a mindless trudge. We are mankind.
Notice the emptiness in front of this procession consisting of the collected history, the eternal mystery, and unraveling of 'dumb'. Laid down and buried underground, put to sleep safe and sound. For at least a couple hours until it blossoms and flowers. Examine all sides there's no enemy. We all leave the trenches on the same losing team... The parade of the fuck ups and of the inept. Of the wasted lives. It's a march of the failures forward facing in a mindless trudge. We are Mankind. We could be better, that's the only thing you'll find and all that believe.

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from Tales of a Nothing Kid, released January 27, 2016

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