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We established who I am, In the Master's plan But really who are you? Do you influence what I go through? Do you have a hand Stirring up The order of fate seemingly run amok. I'm trying to figure you out Do you scream? Do you pout? At least I know you're wicked in your ways, Illuminate the truth as it flickers, Lest some "secret" society brings about the end of our days.
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 9:05 PM UTC
PepsiCo is the Auto Correct of Prophecy