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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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