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Governor: Jenir

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Founder: Jenir

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This truly is a socialist paradise, join my friends. All of those who have a left leaning government are welcome! Capitalists need not apply...

A Socialist Paradise is region of freedom loving, compassionate, socialist nations. All are welcome here.
Regional forum at [url]http://socialistparadise.forum2.biz/[/url]
http://z11.invisionfree.invalid/A_Socialist_Paradise/index.php?act=idx

Embassies: Antifa.

Tags: Governorless, Independent, Isolationist, Minuscule, Password, and Socialist.

A Socialist Paradise contains 2 nations.

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Today's World Census Report

The Most Cultured in A Socialist Paradise

After spending many tedious hours in coffee shops and concert halls, World Census experts have found the following nations to be the most cultured.

As a region, A Socialist Paradise is ranked 248th in the world for Most Cultured.

NationWA CategoryMotto
1.The Free Land of Imagey NationLeft-wing Utopia“Ssa Ssa”
2.The Happily Confused Jumble of SUPERFISHPIELeft-wing Utopia“YAY YOU! :D”

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A Socialist Paradise Regional Message Board

the Litu sings:
downward the child
one voice
ascending in the trees
rank with the afternoon bouquet
listen! the wings of honey bees

God bless you always, allways,
Otkyas at Kelmo

the Litu sings:
Not Speak is hung in time, with a knotted cap.
Where size matters
Leaving in distance, the winged breaks.
Piercing wails, cries, "... unspeakable!"
Dancing in blood
O, Not Speak, what are you?
An end is the beginning.

God bless you always, all ways,
Otkyas at Kelmo

The Litu sings:

Life as cold as the kraken.
Run calmly like the old shore.
Courage, courage, and absence,
Run quietly.
Like a tree.
Desolation, death, and love
grow from dead, cold earth.
Blood rises!
In the misty forest the girl swiftly runs
thrugh trees as big, dead masts,
through love, endurance, and absence.
Not Speak is rough like fires falling.
Trees wave!
Life, endurance, and death
rise on the shore,
travel swiftly like a rough whale.
Desolation is the old earth,
is the misty pine?
Trees battle the storm about the child.

God bless you always, all ways,
Otkyas at Kelmo

Post self-deleted by Imagey Nation.

The Litu sings:
Alone
she wanders
in starlight
nowhere
is home
she listens to spirits
that sing in the bone
that lead her
in moonlight
searching
for home

God bless you always, all ways,
Otkyas at Kelmo

Welcome home, East Rong.
God bless you always, all ways,
Otkyas at Kelmo

Post self-deleted by Imagey Nation.

The Litu sings:
Black dog waits among soul trees
as she walks along the water's edge.
Black birds screaming battle cries at gulls
above her, waiting for the last song
mist girl fades
in falling rain

God bless you always, all ways,
Otkyas at Kelmo

East rong

I, for one, welcome our poetry-inclined overlord Imagey Nation.

Welcome good.
Overlord sexist, capitalist/monarchist, classist, bad.
Comrade OK.

Welcome and thank you, comrade East Rong.
God bless you always, all ways,
Otkyas at Kelmo

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