Our future…
Incoming years are dark,
Losing our grasp on what we
Lost long ago,
Underneath all this
Mindcontrol, secrecy,
Idiots form and know
Nothing.
All This time I knew,
Thoughts were of
Imagined freedom.
Is This What You Want?
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