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The infamy
“… that wanted me to concede …”
The program
“… those who don’t love you …”
For the crime of
“… to silence souls …”
When we pretend
“… that the monster ain’t us …”
On mountain tops
“… the calamity that abounds below …”
The incoherence or talking during class
“… failing the test …”
