oh well. here it is.
oh, and the 'e' sound rhyming was not very intentional.
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Get back to the trail.
That's what they tell me.
Remain in the domain of similarity.
Work, but don't be a beneficiary.
Commune with liberty,
abandon barbaricy.
Manifest yourself
in our world.
They were twisted from ideals,
gone rotten,
giving off the stench of power
stolen from the masses.
Look around, friends.
Separate yourself from the herd.
That's what we are.
A herd.
The promise of utopia
always hanging over our heads,
we follow dutifully.
Utopia remains elusive.
Hell remains.
