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What will set us free

who we or what have we become so many paths

and then we are done.

/The bones are aiken 

and the doctors are here to kill us

after they charge us double to the death,

Life has lost it value 

The machine has to many people to suport

and bad management leads us

slaves us to feed us waisting are time defeats us.

 

 

 

 

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Gregory A Noland.

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