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Crushing all who oppose the ideas of our operation,

Greed runs deep within the roots,

Freedom is just a kind-hearted word,

Promises are now just lies,

You can't trust anything you see in the media,

The true world order is the one unseen,

Mysterious yet exuberant but no one gets the point,

Most uprisings are killed or silenced,

Yet an Idea lives as a seed that will grow into a tree,

Everyone is apart of the idea in their own little way,

Everyone is Anonymous.

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Feb 25, 2013
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