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The world was determined To be where it was that day And so each time sinned Was inevitable in that way The master of puppets Thus the plot twister Blows the trumpets At the evil mister Who killed a protagonist Then himself hanged Thus an antogonist Inevitably becomes determinist When he finaly does see He is not free to be While the protagonist Rises up free Into chaos The arms of uncertainty
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May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 4:29 PM UTC
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The world was determined To be where it was that day And so each time sinned Was inevitable in that way The master of puppets Thus the plot twister Blows the trumpets At the evil mister Who killed a protagonist Then himself hanged Thus an antogonist Inevitably becomes determinist When he finaly does see He is not free to be While the protagonist Rises up free Into chaos The arms of uncertainty
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May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 4:29 PM UTC
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