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Escort me to Quarentine

The powers that be win when Removing individual thought We're taught to ignore the things We're born to be & cave in to conformity The only thing your drawn to now Is some distorted notion of normalcy While those that seem to look over things Compulsively lie about matters of importance Freely and openly hoping we just act accordingly Roll their sleeves up only to transform your dreams Into waste, roll it in poperi untill the scent Is as close to being the morning breeze as possible Maybe standing on the same plateus and peaks As the whole elite class is a circumstance so extreme They avoid it being done by anyone Because the results can lead to them being exposed As a phony weak group of coorperate thieves That slowly erroded the fabric they know we need Left us enmeshed with the rest, I would have been better off from the start If the ones at the top just went ahead And escorted me to be quarenteened

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Date: 2/12/2019 5:50:00 AM
Yes, John, but it did not work for us did it? "We're taught to ignore the things We're born to be & cave in to conformity" And aren't you glad? I am.
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John Conde
Date: 2/12/2019 6:53:00 AM
Not really, everyones gotta grow up i guess. Poetry, and music i will always do because if i dont thats me conforming way to much for my comfort. Everyone should try and hold on to the things that make them unique and different from other people i think.