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Flight 111 was pointed straight at my head And flew into my mind Everyone stalled- The seats burned for Yellow I evaded all that yesterday And flew up to my room; For a year and ten

And believed in Heaven instead

Here I am The awful horror And I am flight 111 And Harry must have bombed it And must have crashed it And must have stalled it- And threw it at Tantallon And crashed it at the lot- Right at Loblaws Without even knowing

And this is qanon

And the Witness said, Yes, it’s true Salad was even on sale that afternoon

And I said, is this true? And heard it was 666 So I said no, I reject this- Is it not armageddon to blame?

And this is the meaning of qanon And I rejected the hearse of my own And nothing but peace to Sandy Hook And Coles Island And the airport in Dublin

For Prince Harry- 💜