in this overturned debate, we
By Art from the Middle DistancePublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
get sicker each day— Our
doctors told them we can’t
make our due dates, instead,
they listen to men in need of sex
ed. he smacks the gavel. We
bow our heads. See, babies
don’t need guns to kill
us in our own warm blood.
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