Protest
Long live the radicals,
Though I am not among you.
Seize what you will
And rail on and on
Because the world wants a wakeup
And you're right on schedule.
Be a voice for us soft-spoken
And stand on legs for us.
We want it just as badly,
But it's all a precipice in our eyes.
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