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The world is going mad.
We are told to stand still.
The same hands bless and take.
They have always known how.
God is used.
Hunger is explained.
Power eats in private.
Outside, the noise is managed.
They own more than countries.
We learn the number.
We forget the cost.
Nothing breaks.
Nothing stops.
The world is going mad
and this is called order.
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