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Sep 2016
There is no final dignity
In all of man’s society
Our product is catastrophe
We all fall down

Our devotion to fertility
Past all responsibility
Only certifies our malady
We all fall down

Our ever heedless industry
Makes truth a mere facsimile
As we perfect proficiency
In damage and delinquency
We all fall down

And we sing our sad soliloquy
Rapacity reigns eternally
As self becomes divinity
We all fall down
tim hildebrandt
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   Rhet Toombs, --- and Doug Potter
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