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To every species that evolve through wait,
Mankind has been trickled down to his fate,
The time he was soothe by the high degrees,
Watching his monitor for the one who bleeds,
All clans now have some type of power,
Mankind backwoods planted in routers,
Disabling the young from menaces raptured doors,
Connecting the rivals along the wooden floors,
Women teaching girls who to expect,
Teachers molding costumes of dice effects,
Producing the wall of sound intuition,
Hoping the promise is the future remission,
It is the young adult who has to worry,
The middle age women who submit the quarry,
The coded military of dysfunctional bands,
And the God of the world signed as whole as man,
Red Alert languages scurry to convince,
People of color are jumping the fence.
