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Progression is the death of us all. An act in futility if one try's to stop it. Humanity is a conundrum, we cannot stop it. A dream of peace, a song of would be profits. A single truth, we dare not repeat. A world in balance, our eyes will never see.
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Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 6:03 PM UTC
The Evil of Us
Progression is the death of us all. An act in futility if one try's to stop it. Humanity is a conundrum, we cannot stop it. A dream of peace, a song of would be profits. A single truth, we dare not repeat. A world in balance, our eyes will never see.
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Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 6:03 PM UTC
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