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Gliding through the hallways
Surrounded by people I don’t know
Shoulders touching, voices colliding
And I think
How is this any different
Than a place where the condemned go
A residence for the convicts
A place for redemption
Rooms full of people
Voices of authority
Claiming their almighty title
Of power, control
Time burning slowly
Rejected to leave
Nowhere to go
But here
A place to herd the cows
A place for ignorance to bloom
A place that is nothing but
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