Secrets are dancing around the sun, as the candy man comes offering his wares, wicked are his way, a world not like its picture, catfishing the galaxy, lies told and trust broken, we see the error yet don’t change the course, open the eyes of a mankind lost in the value of paper over souls, we tremble with the plates, as the world swallows us whole, and there is no reprieve, for we are, we are…
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