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You heard the man
He was telling a lie
But it felt harmless;
so you had let it fly
Into the web
of nameless, faceless arachnids
who chewed it up
and spewed out in typeset
With no recourse,
it spread across the threads
As they kept on spinning
their yarn of hate
It grew with ancient tales
of temples broken, villages burned
And threats of history repeating itself
unless all debate was adjourned
Till a house of cards it was no more -
but a fortress you couldn't move
For you had by then forgotten
what used to be the truth
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Feb 27, 2021
Feb 27, 2021 at 4:48 PM UTC
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You heard the man
He was telling a lie
But it felt harmless;
so you had let it fly
Into the web
of nameless, faceless arachnids
who chewed it up
and spewed out in typeset
With no recourse,
it spread across the threads
As they kept on spinning
their yarn of hate
It grew with ancient tales
of temples broken, villages burned
And threats of history repeating itself
unless all debate was adjourned
Till a house of cards it was no more -
but a fortress you couldn't move
For you had by then forgotten
what used to be the truth
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