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Happenstance dictates your habits, Even as they are killing you. Understanding this makes no difference Like a hairbrush to an Auschwitz Jew. Knowledge is usually power, but, in the face of a chaotic rhyme, It cannot be deciphered with All clues intact in time. And so it goes throughout the journey, As swift we travel to our ends, Understanding and reality pass untouched While our dreams are left undefended.
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Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
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Happenstance dictates your habits, Even as they are killing you. Understanding this makes no difference Like a hairbrush to an Auschwitz Jew. Knowledge is usually power, but, in the face of a chaotic rhyme, It cannot be deciphered with All clues intact in time. And so it goes throughout the journey, As swift we travel to our ends, Understanding and reality pass untouched While our dreams are left undefended.
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Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
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