The idea here is to show that the truth of the world is often deeper and darker than most think.
In the years that pass, along with the present one, the things that were taught, actions that were done, and beliefs highly held, were only viewed from the front. What about the back? In the back, is a new world where the deepest truths and secrets reside. Looking back to the front, victims live there, and I no longer live in the light. In my new home, I see fear, red eyes, knives held behind by men in suits, and mountains of money wearing a plastic crown. Rather than the victims who see it as freedom.
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