antennas
they've hidden antennas in you.
wherever you walk around you broadcast their stations.
here, let me de-program you so you may be clear - clear to receive & emit your own visions.
from a satellite’s mouth they'll try and call you. nevertheless, they won't understand the revisions and projections into the future
you'll be free
trust me
i believe
John Alan Conte` JR The BeeHive S. Side Pittsburgh, PA September 28, 2005
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Poetry By
John Alan Conte`, Jr.
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