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& as the Bold Magician plays

Games with pain and solitude

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& as the child-that-you-are

Becomes as a mere-machine

Within a larger machine

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IT IS SURELY NOT THE TIME FOR MERE RESTRAINT!

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With a last gasp for air

The drowning boy
(Midst dreams of --- home)

Struggles for the shore

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THEY HAVE STOLEN EVERYTHING
EVEN --- HUMAN DIGNITY!

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(        & so we  ---- hurt ourselves ---- TO MAKE US FEEL GOOD!  )

To make us feel --- anything at all !

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With a last desperate struggle

The young girl

(Midst dreams of ---  home)

Lunges toward the shore

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Ah children

You may paw and hold and **** and possess

But

YOU WILL NEVER CREATE CHILDREN CALLED

------   YOUR OWN    ------

Ever  ! ! ! !

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YOU HAVE NO HUMAN DIGNITY !!

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NO
THIS IS NOT THE TIME FOR MERE RESTRAINT

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It is better to die on your feet

Than to live in a corporate police state

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& as the Bold Magician plays

Games of **** and take-away