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Fear permeates the soul Of our unwilling victim. Desperately Entangled, with Little hope for escape. Sweat rolls, the smell it l..

To be normally abnormal In this average world Is a breath of sweet air After as long a silence As I dare

Oh we, the enlightened few The crowds grow thick As we pass through These others fly so quick We all saunter slow To our eyes, so s..

The music is loud. Too loud A Bank of televisions Showing all angles Reveal Nothing Inside is Dank, bright My eyes fall heavy o..

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