we are killing ourselves softly from within the realms of our own actions and inactions while the supernatural powers watch and learn from your mistaken identity of not all the people in this factory needs a better job than just watching others back bleed profusly and stabbing continously with the sharp tounges and fickled minds not really working inevitably as for what we call freedom we entitle ourselves to be slaves of our own dear countrymen in the face of foreign materials who thinks they own everthing except our lives.
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