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I'm not going to need anyone speaking or taking decisions for me. So just pack your bags and go home dickheads. We don't need a government buffoon to pull any string or to make any rule. So just shut your mouths and go home dickheads. The only reason why you're there is to fill your pockets and your wallet. Deceiving suckers all along, selling them your manufactured propaganda. There's a thing to remember, there is no choice. You put your trust in hands dumbing our hopes in the garbage. Should I cross my fingers and pick one? They call this democracy. We can only elect a piece of shit. Let me tell you how it feels. We go hopeful to the election polls but cheating after cheating they corrode our confidence. All their lies have poisoned people's freedom of choice. Self-enriching machines. Is this what you call a leader? They'll keep hiding beneath shiny masks made of integrity.

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