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It was all that was left. It was all that remained, their mark on society, their crime. They have grown older now. Numbed and “fixed” to fit the mold that was sociably acceptable. They used to be dreamers, they used to be filled with so much creativity and life, but society hates dreamers.
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Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 10:29 AM UTC
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It was all that was left. It was all that remained, their mark on society, their crime. They have grown older now. Numbed and “fixed” to fit the mold that was sociably acceptable. They used to be dreamers, they used to be filled with so much creativity and life, but society hates dreamers.
Society hates love, hates dreamers, hates revolutionaries, hates us.
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Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 10:29 AM UTC
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