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Mar 2019
They wander off before my eyes, listening around
They march onward, staunch, cold as ice, blinded by the sounds
They charged through every battlefield, never picked a side
Contempt is all that waits for them, around these fading flags

And when the world is dead to them, fallen in disgrace
The blood of those who hide their word's running down their face
As everyone just walks right through what they're standing for
Away from all that can be true, and what was there before

They know, they know, but at least the world,
They know, their way around it they know,
Their way around, they know
But at least the world is changing
But at least the world, is changing

They wander in behind my eyes, observing around
They fly away then each come back, ten times before noon
They'll, tear down every wall you build, it's what they live for
And then nothing will ever be as it was before

And when the world is dead to them, fallen in disgrace
The blood of those who hide their words, will run down their face
And then the people of the norm will hold onto their pace
Away from all I thought was true, and all I'm living for
We all walk in the same direction and still manage to collide with one another
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Pointless Circle  26/M/France
(26/M/France)   
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   Fawn and SassyJ
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