Butterflies Above Corusant: Order 66

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30 seconds until twelve,
Busy thinking life is well.
But the stocks start to crash
And merchant skulls are now bashed.

Now modest brains paint the streets
and only fake food to eat.

Busy rotting in slums,
For your thoughts you're now hung.
Or maybe shot through the head,
three more times just to check.

You're now a slave to your worth
As the pigs dig the dirt,
The monarchs start to fly
While the plagues start to spread.

Complying sheep are now dead,
From the lies that were spread.

So long Corusant.

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[EssenceofDaringx]

Capitalism is bullshit that spreads like a disease until it kills the host