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I'll leave you all to your own interpretations...

Submitted: February 27, 2017

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Submitted: February 27, 2017



Why must we, the system of this great place, weep,

When all is not yet lost, when we are not yet sheep

Why must we, the not so brilliant and brilliant, be robbed

When all the treasure is not yet taken for us to sob

Why must we, the innocent, take none and recieve none,

When all the unvirtuous take all and recieve all

Why must we, the pure-hearted, be decieved by all the wrong

When we are the veracious, who wish to be strong

In retrospect, it makes sense for us to be wronged

When none of us were very strong

But strength is built overtime, and I think we may be ready

Ready to take back what we already were meant to have.

But was taken away.

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