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Courage

Many times from this moment, Ill find myself lost again. Open ended, undeniable, never to be found. Then I listen to my heart and it all starts to make sense. Self destructive, ever indulgent, enabling the final decent. Sweet taste of freedom I can feel you until the dosage wears away, Glory Glory to the monster who seethes deep down inside of us. United bred equality whose breed is sick insanity. Dont tell me whose the boss of me. One for all and all for sale, those in debt better off impaled. No room for love unless, unless. The king carries the treasured chest, adjust to change or die derranged, no one wins, it is about time to stop accepting and put fire to this crime.

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