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Apr 2016
They appease us with the images they want us to see
They lead us to a chamber of distorted reality,
The events taken place are not all that they seem
We are governed by a circus in a media dream,
Perceptions can be hazardous, we drown whilst awake
Our vulnerability gives them much more to take,
Rejection hurts so they dry our tears
In a state of panic they blind us from our fears,
Paralysed in a demention of distorted reality
Open your mind so you can truly be set free
Rachel-erika Henderson
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   Onoma
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