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Apr 2014
I am the voice in your head
I can tell you how to do things
Right or wrong
All according to whim.

Sometimes righteous
Occasionally evil
My voice lends to the aural
What your soul intends to do.

You intone with me
As I speak
In the same way
Your consciousness never sleeps.

So what's the question
Or what's the game
As you know full well
I am ready to play.
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Anonymous  Local Biosphere #101
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