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Thursday, April 17, 2014
Lies
Lies, lies are all we're told.
To think it's hot, when its cold.
To think its fresh, when clearly there's mold.
To think we're broke, when we've got gold.
Living life, the way we're told.
Believing we're
not
being controlled.
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