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They aim for that vacuum inside you,

Replace your soul with nothing else.


Cancel justice out of you,

Until you believe 

in the idea of a process.


A dysfunctional sense of justice

gets hold of your mind,

and you believe in his powers.

Powers suggested into you.


They think you're numb enough

Dumb enough

Small enough.


But, be aware -

Have endless time reserved for me,

For you, you'll see.

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