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I live in a dysphoric dystopia, most live in a euphoric dystopia.
The mind’s ideals blinded by the seals of the youthful obsidian.
Kneeling between two sides prepared to rape the blind ideals.
Bare lies brought upon by the times left beneath the daring squeals.
Is it all for naught or all for taught? Surely such deserves a though?
No it does not.
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