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Sep 2018
The world is a brand new drug.
Step into it, feel a thousand tethers.
Taste the lens of the camera
Like acid on your tongue.

Burn us all together,
We're ignorant and young.

Freedom is a big, big word
I'd like to stare at high.
Triangles cannot excuse
The purple ******* sky.

Why do they always blame us for the world they left behind?
Whatever whatever whatever whatever
Whatever never MIND
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