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Society! A sad state of affairs. Corporate, owned. The stores pushing their wares. Politics, ambiguous. No truth found. Majority vote. Yet, the loser, crowned. Divided we stand. The land is not free. Upward you rise if you have the money. Our brightest kids, dreams never realized. Educations cost just too super sized. Classism, racism drives caste system. Open your eyes. Should be "us" against "them". Social media, engendering strife. Corrupt media, divides like a knife. Another empire comes to a close. You're warning. Revolution ended those. -Angel Fatale- -ode to the Sons of Liberty

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