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When tanks sit empty Outside refineries, Every drop of blood and oil Spilled and spent When the world is plunged Into pre-digital chaos, Knowledge trapped forever In e-books and emails When civilization collapses, Falling on empty bellies To the desperate cries For help in the darkness There will still be fools Running down abandoned streets, Struggling beneath the weight Of large-screen flat panel TVs
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Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 4:19 AM UTC
The Power Struggle
When tanks sit empty Outside refineries, Every drop of blood and oil Spilled and spent When the world is plunged Into pre-digital chaos, Knowledge trapped forever In e-books and emails When civilization collapses, Falling on empty bellies To the desperate cries For help in the darkness There will still be fools Running down abandoned streets, Struggling beneath the weight Of large-screen flat panel TVs
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Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 4:19 AM UTC
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