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They publicize Education with promise of security. Falsifying all your leizure and reward. Yet, While you drown your accounts with tallies and numeric rallies they develop the technology to summarize, tax, bill you with your debt and fill your mold in the position you strained and craved for. Broken and stacked back rattling You stand on a pile of panic and, Manicly fade into the grave they plotted, and you dug. Technology is our downfall. We see the button and push it Free of refrain. Curious, instantaneous passionate trust in all the oncoming waves of silicone information. The image is cast;,.. It attempts and so succeeds in including you in this performance This, plastic These fading lights. Everything               Burns                      Out So it seems our nation is fueled by a finite flash. With the filaments finally finkled out, the bright idea gone, The shepard is shot and the sheep are frenzied. As the population grows great in numbers alone, the engine is fixed with rusted parts and the plan... A long, smooth drive with the emergency brake cranked the whole way. We'll see just how far mediocre runs, We'll see...
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Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 1:08 AM UTC
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They publicize Education with promise of security. Falsifying all your leizure and reward. Yet, While you drown your accounts with tallies and numeric rallies they develop the technology to summarize, tax, bill you with your debt and fill your mold in the position you strained and craved for. Broken and stacked back rattling You stand on a pile of panic and, Manicly fade into the grave they plotted, and you dug. Technology is our downfall. We see the button and push it Free of refrain. Curious, instantaneous passionate trust in all the oncoming waves of silicone information. The image is cast;,.. It attempts and so succeeds in including you in this performance This, plastic These fading lights. Everything               Burns                      Out So it seems our nation is fueled by a finite flash. With the filaments finally finkled out, the bright idea gone, The shepard is shot and the sheep are frenzied. As the population grows great in numbers alone, the engine is fixed with rusted parts and the plan... A long, smooth drive with the emergency brake cranked the whole way. We'll see just how far mediocre runs, We'll see...
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Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 1:08 AM UTC
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