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False Senses


Reality is reproduced. A facade masking the fear. The fear of individualism. The fear of freedom. The fear of power. Society is a fraud. Feeds us lies. Lies of the future. Lies of the past. Lies of the here and now Decisions are just a charade. They filter our actions. They control our thoughts. They weed into our homes. They corrupt our children. Time is an illusion. A worm hole of thought. A tornado of emotions. A fusion of actions. A fantasy of dreams. Life is wrapped in a dream. This false sense of reality. Taunting the masses wishes. Choosing what is real and fake. Only to break the ones most fragile.
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