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Dec 2010
We publish things under a false name
We don’t want the people we know
That we speak the truth
How we really feel or think
We are just a puppet for society to play
They make us dance and twirl and speak
Who knows what we actually think
Maybe the truth will come
When we realize that we are who we are
And that is all
Written by
Devon Rammell
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