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23 See the plastic friends float down the river Bits of flotsam and jetsam in the damn way Of fresh flowing clear water polluting it By their rancid presence what they do You do not do the same to them For you are pure and free of them Except their shadow in your mind It's fine for they make you stronger Focusing your laser gun on their bodies Watching the light skip over the water Sizzling their remains when it catches Bodies water you laser river life It goes on and on the war battle event This is the 23rd Century Police State