First they came for the drug addicts.
Then they came for the drunkards.
Then they came for the smokers.
Then they came for the poets.
But I was not an addict.
Bad people. Dangerous people.
Better off our streets.
But I was not an drunkard.
Bad people. Dangerous people.
Better off our streets.
And I was not a smoker.
Bad people.
Dangerous people.
Better off our streets.
And I
could not
stop
writing!
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