Liberte, Egalite, Fraternite
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My brother in the same skin as me
is telling me how I should be.
But who is he to decide for me?
After all, he's just like me.
My sister says I don't treat her right
and it's enough to make her fight.
And who am I to say she's not right?
So I will join her in her fight.
Our father says that we're all bad
but I think that he's gone mad.
Wasn't he once just as bad?
But he forgot once he went mad.
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