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Feb 2017
A part of the world where there's no dawn
Lies a factory of processed hatred
It stays unaffected
Within its walls
Not one person has able to locate it
Due to the fact it was never supposed to be found
Conspiracy abound
It is not ingested
Leaving the populace congested
With retorts and unpleasant exchanges
Increasing the percentage of the deranges
How are we able to survive in this?
I can't comprehend the stronger minds
How did they pull it off?
I want to know
I aim to shut down the Hatred Factory
It should of never transpired
It lurks for people to hire
And does the exact opposite of aspire
That's why we never get higher
Just lower on the barometer
Wake up
Wake up
Please, for the future
But I guess it will be too late.

Keep your products from the Hatred Factory
I'll stay outside of its influence.
Peter Robert Hamilton
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Peter Robert Hamilton  21/M/Texas
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