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Movers and Shakers

Echoes of their squalling, finally interferes with my slumber. Opening my eyes, to see the pensive faces of the ladened. And my ears, to the ear-splitting shrill of the piteous. Showing me their greatest fears, Slowing becoming reality before their eyes. I have seen for myself, brothers smothering one another. As a new era seeks recognition, Iniquity impetuously taking its position. Tardily becoming the order of the day. Shortly to be a disease we cannot contain.

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